my first overnight white bread - fwsy

Author’s note: I wrote this in January right after I bought the domain. Things are out of order, but so am I.

I read the book (ok, the necessary chapters to get started), the equipment was prepped, and I was gifted the perfect book to use as my baking journal, it was time to begin.

A nice thing about moving across the country is that I have nowhere to go and nothing to do, which made Christmas as good a time as any to bake my first loaf.  After finishing the final fold on Christmas Eve I gave the dough a pep talk, sent a prayer to Santa, and went to bed.  It was a chilly night – 37° and I was nervous the dough wouldn’t rise enough, but the next morning, like a true Christmas miracle, the dough nearly tripled! 

Divide, proof, bake, blah blah blah…I MADE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL LOAF! It was so pretty when I took it out of the oven that I screamed at Brandon to come and praise me, yes, those were my exact words to him, “come praise me!”

Since I made this first loaf I have tried different variations - loaves with poolish and biga. I will definitely post more about my biga loaves since they are my current favorite. This has taught me to just fucking do what I want, just TRY things, I’m not going to be perfect, and that’s okay. Now just have to keep repeating that to myself all day every day until I actually believe it.