|5:30am - Morty and Morty Jr., warming up for the big day. |
Morty was bar mitzvahed and had a son on the same day. Morty is more of a man than I am!
|6:30am - The tools of the trade. Morty now incorporated into a dough.|
|10:00am - After 3 hrs of rising in a bowl, the dough rests after being cut in twain.|
|11:00am - Shaped loaves rising, waiting for their turn in the oven.|
|3:00pm - The baker at work. Gotta score the top of the dough without|
burning myself on the scalding hot cast iron dutch oven. Came away remarkably unscathed.
|3:30pm - Loaf #1 nearly complete. Nervous baker looks on nervously.|
|3:50pm - Oh, Morty, you crusty sonofabitch! I knew you could do it! I'm so proud!|
|3:51pm - Thanks, Dad! I'm happy, too! I can't sop smiling!|
|3:52pm - "The song of bread." As the crust contracts, you can hear a delightful crackling sound...|
Morty's grandmother listens to her grandson's singing voice.
"That's nice, but maybe one day I'll have a real grandson?" Sigh.
|4:05pm - The holes mean it worked! Seriously, I was thrilled it came out looking so well.|
It really rose! I didn't even care much about the taste after this.
|4:06pm - It tasted awesome!|
|5:00pm - Loaf #2. This picture makes me daydream about cracking that crust,|
crawling in head first, and just camping out in there for a while.
|6:30pm - Right there, in that hole, is where my living room would be.|
|6:00pm - Loaf #2 poses in front of his role model.|
|That's what I'm talking about.|
Morty was delicious and will be coming back real soon, maybe in pizza form next time...
or a baguette... or a croissant... or all of the above!
Show's over, hit the lights.