Frank’s Bread Recipe

Following on from the episode of my father's bread tins and the runaway flour, LeggyPeggy asked about the recipe, so I thought I might share it today. Below is my original 'baking dish' - a cast iron dutch oven. I've moved along a little since then. Bread Baking Dish Why Bread? I'm not a baker, … Continue reading Frank’s Bread Recipe

In the dough! Adventures with a bread tin (or two)

Well bread, indeed! Today I had a little moment. Not one of my best, I confess. I set out to make a loaf of bread. Nothing very exciting in that. I use a no-knead recipe on a fairly regular basis, and turn out satisfactory loaves, with seeds and or fruit. A little wholemeal. Just so. … Continue reading In the dough! Adventures with a bread tin (or two)

we become the reflection (of our art) – a cautionary tale for Ted.

it was the eyes that he noticed first in the night and in the light they could stop the traffic glowing red and it was the jawline rough with a greenish tinge of algae multiplying and somehow it was the snout that always seemed longer than before always seeming to need more length to fit … Continue reading we become the reflection (of our art) – a cautionary tale for Ted.

enough (windsong)

ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo oow-woo-woo woo-woo-woo-woo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo oow-woo-woo woo-woo-woo-woo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo oow-woo-woo woo-woo-woo-woo ooo ooo ooo ooo oow-woo-woo woo-woo-woo-woo that’s enough! I grow weary of wind … Continue reading enough (windsong)