Nothing in the world compares to a great piece of bread. I miss bakeries on every corner and the fresh out of the oven baguettes I’d pick up in the mornings when I lived in Barcelona. Long, lean and golden crusted,they’d just hand those babies off in nothing more than a piece of wax paper. Half the time I’d end up tearing into it right there in the street. Spoiled me.
Unfortunately, we don’t really have too many options for fresh artisan bread hot out of the oven here in Orlando. Which makes me wish even more that I didn’t have such a debilitating fear of baking bread, cause then I’d just make my own. Guess I fear the precision it takes. Am I wrong about that? Or maybe it’s the learning curve I find so daunting. This video of Tartine Bakery’s bread making process makes me think differently. So beautiful. I should just give it a whirl.
And while we’re on the subject, Jason and I are sneaking off to the Provence, France March 22-April 5, where there is much great bread to be had. A needed vacation for my boy who has been working so hard, and what better way to celebrate out 30th birthdays :)