Not my best photograph but easily one of the most satisfying lunches I’ve had in a while.
Olive loaf from Acme Breads. Mt Tam triple Cream from CowGirl creamery. Soprasetta and Funichielieno. Olive oil, salt pepper and port wine vinegar dipping.
The bread came out denser, chewey, moist, almost cake like. But before that……
Thanks to dpnash for the background papers suggestion.
I’ve been trying to figure out a way to photograph myself baking bread. This invovles also considering how to do it with out coating my camera in flour and dough. The trick at first was similiar to a standard breading. One hand coated in goop, and the other pristinely clean. Balancing your mother’s antique English candy jar in one hand and flour the board with the other. This process lasted all of 10 seconds and devolved to set up the shot, model the shot, stop and wash hands, and repeat.
Despite this, the feel of the dough in my hands was sensual and calming, the aroma of the yeast centering.
Note to self…next time do this with the light source behind you so you don’t spend the rest of the morning adjusting your work in photoshop.
Like many people my age, I frequently pretended to be sick in order to get out of going to school. By the time I had figured out how to do this, my mother had been through it with not only my two brothers, but her own brothers as well. (My grandmother was a working mother in the 40’s.) Needless to say, my mother didn’t play that game. My carefully planned performances feigning illness were often met with “That’s great Camille, now get up.”
So here I am, withering on my couch in San Francisco, and I can’t help but feel Iam being a tad melodramatic.
COUGH, COUGGH Who shall take care of me? COUGH Will no one love me?COUGH SPUTTER HACK
Perhaps my mother is hovering nearby beacuase I told myself “Well gee Camille, you’re not THAT sick!”
I got up and waddled into the kitchen.
Four table spoons of olive oil and one table spooon of butter. Melt the butter.
Step away from the stove to sneeze.
Add 8 or9 clovesof garlic and let them brown whole. When they are there, add 3 tablespoons curry powder and 1 tsp cayenne, salt and pepper and coat garlic with this mixure. Allow to sizzle and pop while you scramble for a kleenex.
Add one can chicken broth. Bring to a boil.
Watch a minute of Beverly Sills retrospective on public television. Feel sinuses already retracting from smell of spices. Reduce pot to a simmer and cover.
Retreat to the living room…..and halve a coughing fit half way there.
The house now smells like a good strong garlic curry and see if this chest cold survives the onslaught of garlic and cayenne.