Give us this day our daily bread
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A diary of yesterday’s breadmaking…
6.30am: I mixed up two batches of semolina sourdough in the early morning light – it was a lovely, gentle way to start the day.
The dough only needed a few turns and squelches to bring it together, and then the shaggy mass was covered and left to rest. It’s been years since I’ve kneaded a bread dough until it was smooth – I just don’t find it necessary any more…

8:00am: Resting the dough after combining but before kneading allows the flours to hydrate and the enzymes to start working, which softens the dough and makes it more pliable. This process is known as autolysing.
I had meant to give the dough a brief knead at 7am, but completely forgot about it for an hour and a half. I uncovered it and gave it a few quick folds before we headed into town for the day (love school holidays!)…

3:00pm: When we arrived home, both batches of dough were puffed and risen (remember they had only had a few minutes handling time thus far!). The dough was turned onto a lightly oiled bench, and shaped into rolls and baguettes. This part of the process took 15 minutes. The shaped dough was allowed to rise for an hour or so, and then baked for 40 minutes…

5:00pm: The finished loaves were a little browner than I would have liked, but I was distracted and didn’t check on them while they were in the oven. There were four regular and two dragon tail baguettes, and twelve cheese and olive scrolls for school lunches…

Sunrise, sunset.
Many people find breadbaking stressful, or laborious, but for me, it’s a soothing, comforting process. That’s partly because I’m never terribly concerned about how the loaves will turn out. Don’t get me wrong, I want to bake tasty bread that my family will enjoy, but I’m happy to accept that the loaves will vary on a daily basis, depending on the weather, the flour, the activity of the starter and my frame of mind.
Sometimes the loaves will be full of big holes, other times the crumb will be quite tight. Some days I’m careful to measure my quantities to the last gram, other days I’m a little more slapdash. Occasionally a batch will refuse to brown up in the oven (which is usually a flour related issue).
Furthermore, as I’ve grown older, I find myself handling the dough less and less – it’s much easier on my hands and shoulders that way. I want to be able to do this for many years to come, so I needed to make procedural adjustments to ensure that I can.
Baking sourdough bread – it’s part of the rhythm and cadence of our lives.











