In Sweden, and other Scandinavian countries, saffron rolls are baked only during the Christmas holidays, starting with St. Lucia’s Day on December 13th, also known as the Festival of Light.
For today’s Sunday baking post, I decided to go into what is for me uncharted territory: Chinese cuisine. While I do enjoy eating Chinese, it’s not a cuisine I ever tried doing. I think the subtlety of flavours is kind of intimidating. To me, at least.
It suddenly hit me yesterday when I realized I was out of bread for breakfast. Thankfully, the pantry was not out of bread basics so I was able to make those rolls. Lire la suite
On Friday, I received some bad news that my application for a job at a major company had not gone through 😦 Obviously, my first reaction was disappointment. The second was a strong urge to drown my sorrow in chocolate. Third one, when I got home and found out I was out of bread, was to make some.
Allow me to introduce the teams:
I was quite seriously considering another theme post, involving today’s World Cup final. I had even found a nice combination of German and Argentinean recipes. But it’s monsoon season here, and I don’t feel brave enough to go out in the rain and pick up the missing ingredients.
So I figured I’d make something that will finally conjure up summer: spanakopizza, as my dad called it. Otherwise known as spinach pizza dough.
I have to admit I have an obsession with bread. Not just eating, but making it too. Or maybe is it an obsession with making (almost) everything from scratch. The truth is, while I find nothing particularly fun or therapeutic about kneading a bread dough for 10 minutes, I like watching it rise, I like the smell of warm bread spreading through the house, I like tapping underneath a loaf for that hollow sound meaning the bread is baked through, I like the anticipation of cutting into it and tasting to see if I nailed it…