Showing posts with label tutorials. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tutorials. Show all posts

Monday, December 15, 2014

"The Revolution Will Be Home-Baked" Soaked Bread - - Pilgrims with iPhones - - and other musings

Bread is simple, right? Wheat and water - the staff of life... you go to the store, buy a loaf, take it home and devour it with an infinite variety of toppings and applications. Bread is awesome.

The beautiful simplicity of bread must not be confused with the apparent ease with which it is commercially mass produced. Let's face it, folks, we have absolutely taken the loveliness of bread and sacrificed it upon the heathen altar of industrialization.

**Industrialization - good for things like indoor plumbing and penicillin, bad for things like food.**

Our ancestors would have taken our daily bread and stared at it in wonder and dismay.
What are you supposed to do with it? Build things? Wear it? Throw it at your enemies?

People are always musing on the idea of Pilgrims with iPhones and how funny that would be - I think Pilgrims would be much more interested in the plethora of non-food-foods we consume without a thought, just because someone put it on a shelf and told us it was to eat.

"Forget that little magic box, my dear, what on earth is that which you putteth in thy mouth???"

**Pilgrims - probably didn't talk like that.**

Bread is simple - but we have abused its simplicity and turned it into an unrecognizable nonfood our founding fathers would have refused to feed their livestock.  I think it's safe to say that if they had eaten what we eat, we wouldn't be here today to eat what we're eating. How long can a civilization survive on nonfood? I guess we're going to find out.

**Steps down off soapbox and returns it the laundry room.**

There was a wisdom that these ancestors of ours possessed that we are lacking. A knowing. A rightness that worked with what God had naturally given them.

Before frankenfood and Wonderbread, there was sourdough. There was flat bread. There were community mills and genetically pure grain. It seemed like necessity and a lack of technology forced this wisdom on them - and maybe it did - but it worked. It had to work, because if it didn't there wasn't any Walmart up the street selling fake bread for $.99 a loaf. It worked and in many instances it worked better than what we have now.

It's simple because you can take the seed of a grass, some water and tiny, funky little creatures that live in the air we breathe and end up with BREAD. Bread, which sustained life for thousands of years. And people question the existence of God... when there's bread??

I love it. I love the science and the process and the endless possibilities it adds to my daily life. I want to honor the Old Ways while not being afraid to use some of the new ones too (thank you, refrigerator, oven and KitchenAid mixer!)

I've found that The Old Ways can be summed up with 3 S's:
Soaked
Sprouted and
Soured

The Ancients would either sprout their grain and then dry it before grinding it to flour and using it for bread, use a sourdough starter to leaven their bread or supposedly (this is a new one for me) soak their flour in an acidic medium before baking. I'm not pretending to be an expert in this, I read mostly before I go to bed which means I am deliriously tired and bleary-eyed. I absorb enough to make it work and make a mental note to go back and get sciency with it later.

Why all this trouble? Phytic Acid. It's something in wheat that makes it hard to digest. Yuppers.
And then there is the fact that commercially produced yeast wasn't available as leavening, and refrigerators weren't available to keep things from spoiling - neither was the cocktail of chemical preservatives, softeners and conditioners.
Food had to be tough (in a good, 'I can handle this' sort of way). And as it is with a lot of things in this life, sometimes a little *good* toughness does us a whole lot of good.

Preparing bread The Old Way pretty effectively solved these problems. It was easier to digest, lasted longer and was satisfying to eat.

**I am a Pilgrim, and I approve of this bread.**

I'm working my way up to a no-yeast sourdough bread (and variations) for us for every day and the next step was trying a soaked bread where the flour was mixed with water and an acidic medium (I used whey) and then left to culture for 15 hours before preparing.  HERE is the recipe and method I used. I did NOT use the ascorbic acid, simply because I don't have any - - - and it turned out just fine.

This recipe uses yeast (and she explains all about that in her article) but it seemed to be as easy to digest as the bread I've been making - and it took One day instead of Six. It was also nice to have a not sour wheat bread instead of a white sourdough for a change. This is definitely an excellent sandwich loaf I will make again!!  Let me know what you think...



The soaking 

The rising 


The cooling (after baking)

The consuming






Friday, December 12, 2014

I Made This; a Maternity Clothes Success Story

My mom is the seamstress. I am the 'cryer with frustration in front of the sewing machine'.

But I made this. Mostly because I hate all the maternity clothes - - - and yes, I mean that to sound as emotional and unreasonable as it does. Because I am pregnant. And emotional. And sometimes a wee bit unreasonable.
I have a real bone to pick with the designers of maternity clothes these days. I swear they use LESS fabric than even regular clothing. Skinny jeans with spandex tubes instead of waistbands and tissue paper-like jersey tops that really aren't any bigger, just longer and then scrunched up the sides.
Why, people, why? I already feel like a sausage.
As a woman who desires to dress modestly, it makes me want to pull my hair out and wear a poncho made from bedsheets just to "Show Them".
As a woman who already struggles with personal style and feeling 'unpretty', it discourages me when I try to do my best to NOT look like I'm wear an old sheet, if only for my husband's sake.
As a woman who isn't, can't and therefore never will be a size 2, it makes me want to cry (and in all honesty - - because we're being honest here - - Kill).
As a women who doesn't have a million dollars to spend on custom maternity clothes, it makes me stop crying, stop complaining and get to work.
And by getting to work I mean getting on Pinterest and looking at what everyone else has done to solve this problem - - - because a lot of women have at least one of the preceding issues.

Thank you, talented, pregnant seamstress ladies, for saving my silly little, emotional, pregnant sausage self.

After some reading and considering, I picked the tutorial that Modest Maven  wrote (and cleverly illustrated with clear and concise photos) on her site. It was simple enough for even I, the Sobbing Seamstress, to follow and resulted in the most comfortable pair of maternity *anything* I have worn thus far in my pregnancy adventures. Oh yes. I may never NOT wear them. Ever.

I don't often wear jeans, but when I do it's because it's 10 degrees outside and 48 degrees inside and I'm trying to not freeze to death while building a fire, making breakfast, corraling my Little Bear and needing to look half-way decent for the Mr. when he comes home in the morning. He loves the long skirts I wear 99% of the time, but he gets a real kick out of my baggy mom jeans - because he's that awesome.

I used an old, second-hand pair of LLBean jeans that I bought at Goodwill for half price during one of their big sales. Jeans = $2.50
When I was in Vermont to visit my mom over Thanksgiving, I got some thickly knit jersey material at JoAnn's for the waistband. Waistband = $1.50
I had some elastic already, but the price tag was still on it. Elastic = $1.99
Best Maternity Jeans In The History Of Pregnancy = Priceless (actually $5.99)

That's it, ladies and gents - took me about 2 hours to complete the task and I've been wearing my maternity pants ever since. Quite literally.
Excellent tutorial, Modest Maven, you are awesome. And so are my jeans.

YAY!!! They're not skinny jeans!! This is probably my favorite shirt, mostly because I stole it from my husband the week we got married and never gave it back. I wear it almost constantly in the wintertime. It makes me look like a real Mainer and not the 'Midwesterner from Away' that I really am. As long as I don't open my mouth and betray myself with my obvious accent, they think I am one of them. Shhhh. 



Here's the waistband - - and baby belly. Ah yes. 
17 weeks and counting...