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It all started when Emma mentioned that she’d been baking huge sourdough loaves.

I sent her a little bit of Priscilla in December, and since then her baby starter, Miss Smilla, has been going gangbusters. Emma was making our overnight sourdough recipe, but baking the whole batch as a single large loaf. I’d never tried anything like that, so I was keen to give it a go.

First I texted our baker friend Craig for advice – baking times would obviously have to be adjusted to accommodate the much larger loaf. Craig’s advice was to bake for a total of between 75 – 90 minutes, with the first 50 minutes in a covered pot.

Thankfully I had the 36cm enamel goose roaster

The end result was the photo at the top – I baked the entire 1918g dough as a single loaf. It worked brilliantly – I dubbed it Breadalapooza and tweeted photos of it to my mates.

And then…we were off! Jason picked up the ball and ran with it, knocking up an almost FIVE kilo dough (he’d meant to make a three kilo one but his maths was out) which baked into the most amazing ginormous spaceship. You can read all about it in his post here

J’s loaf turned out so well that I was inspired to try sizing mine up, so I mixed together a three kilo batch of dough and let it rise overnight. I shaped it the following morning and put it into the cold roaster to rise while the oven preheated (Jason and I had both found manoeuvring a humungous dough into a blazing hot pan a little intimidating)…

In the pot to rise – it had half an hour or so to puff up before slashing and baking.

Just for the record, the dough baked covered at 245C with fan for 15 minutes, and then the temperature was lowered to 220C with fan for a further 35 minutes. At the 50 minute mark, the lid was removed and the temperature dropped to 175C with fan. I gave the loaf another 20 minutes in the pot, then finished it off for 20 minutes on the oven rack.

PRISZILLA was born! She was bigger than my head…

…and, as Pete kindly pointed out, my bust…

She filled the 36cm roaster completely…

Once cooled, I cut her straight down the middle and was absolutely delighted to find that she’d baked all the way through…

The ridged base on the roaster produced a lovely spiral bottom…

Just so much fun! The bread itself was very tasty, with an elastic crumb and a chewy, toothsome crust. I’m not quite sure what to do with three kilos of it, but I’ve learnt a great deal about sourdough baking through these experiments. And that’s really what it’s all about, isn’t it? ♥

An assortment of happy bits and pieces from recent weeks…

Another short video of indoor skydiving. This time, it’s Big Boy flying in the tunnel – the grin on his face is priceless…

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This is Baby Grace. We named a cocktail after her. She tells me she’s three now and therefore NOT a baby any more. I adore her, because she’s tough and determined and incredibly stubborn. Oh and very, very loud. Loudest elf ever. I asked her the other day if she had a quiet voice, and she thought about it for a second and then said “NO!”…

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Perhaps not surprisingly, there’s been quite a lot of breadmaking going on. I made up a large batch of sourdough bagels

..and topped them with poppy seeds and sesame seeds. They were delicious, but I had little black dots all over the kitchen for about a week…

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My lovely friend Dotti gave me a book of origami papers for Christmas, and I’ve been folding butterflies…

I used double-sided tape to attach magnets to them and stuck them on the fridge…

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I couldn’t get to Baked Uprising in Newcastle before they closed for the holidays, so I had to bake my own canelés. We ate them on New Year’s Day and my folks loved them…

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While all the neighbours were away on holidays, I defrosted our back freezer and threw stuff out in their bins (shh..don’t tell)…

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I made fat oven-baked curry puffs, filled with a chicken and potato mix and wrapped in lard pastry. They were very tasty but not particularly authentic looking – they resembled Cornish pasties rather than the traditional Malaysian puffs…

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Given how much packaging they use, kudos to Peters of Kensington for making sure it’s ecofriendly and biodegradable…

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Speaking of biodegradable, I haven’t done terribly well at keeping the coffee drinking around here in check. I’m still only having one (or very occasionally, two) a day, but the boys are really getting into it. Our second order of EcoCaffe pods arrived yesterday…

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At Flemington Markets every Friday there is an Italian man selling his homemade torrone. I wrote about him in 2009 and the only thing that has changed in the intervening five years is that his prices have gone up a dollar. His chewy confections are absolutely delicious, and I love that they’re made fresh in nearby Annandale every week…

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In late December, Pete and I paid a quick visit to Canberra. While we were there, we stopped at the Arboretum, where we strolled through a forest of old Himalayan cedars…

The Arboretum is home to the National Bonsai Collection…

There are some amazing specimens on display – well worth a visit if you’re ever in the area…

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What’s been happening in your world lately?

Now that everyone’s madly baking sourdough, here’s a nice idea for using up any leftover loaves!

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Whenever we have leftover sourdough, I slice it thinly and pop it into a 100C oven for two to three hours. We started doing this last year as a way of using up old bread, but it’s now become so popular, especially with Small Man, that I’ll often bake a loaf specifically with this in mind.

I recently watched Yotam Ottolenghi making Dakos – a popular Cretan dish comprising hard barley bread rusks topped with tomatoes and olive oil. I was inspired to try something similar with our “crunchy bread” (as it’s known here).

I started with really ripe baby plum tomatoes…

…and some of our marinated feta

The hard rusks were drizzled with a little extra virgin olive oil…

…then topped with the tomatoes, a sprinkling of salt and pepper, a little dried oregano and small chunks of feta. A good drizzle of more extra virgin olive oil finished it off…

This is one of those dishes where the whole is greater than the sum of its parts. The dried out bread provides an essential crunch – I’ve tried this with regular sourdough toast and it just isn’t as addictive. The tomatoes have to be very ripe and the double drizzle of oil seems to add just the right mouthfeel. Serve with a spoon – you’ll need one to scoop up the topping as the bread cracks.

I’ve now eaten this for breakfast three mornings in a row! Drying out old sourdough in the oven sounds a bit boring, but it’s amazing what a versatile product we end up with as a result. It’s definitely a better thing to do with stale bread than feeding it to the chickens!

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PS. A headsup to anyone after an enamel roaster to bake bread in – Peters of Kensington currently has them on sale for $27. But be quick, the blue ones have already sold out!

Selma’s very first loaf! (Selma’s Table)

In December, I offered to send out 30 packets of dried Priscilla – my sourdough starter of eight years – to my friends and readers. It seemed like a nice thing to do at Christmas.

Drying and bagging up the starter took some time, and there was a bit of postage involved, but I figured it wasn’t going to cost me any more than sending out Christmas cards, except I’d be sending out dodgy looking packets of flaked starter instead.

What I hadn’t anticipated was the enormous excitement that would erupt on my email and twitter feeds from exuberant new bakers, or the sheer squeal-inducing joy of sharing in the baking process with online friends from all over the globe.

I got so caught up in it that I found myself crawling out of bed at 3am to check on how doughs were rising on the other side of the world. Last week, Emilie in New York, Selma in London and I peered into our phones, scrutinising photos of Nancy’s starter on the heated bathroom floor of her Shanghai apartment…

We laughed ourselves silly over the glorious naming process – Priscilla, Queen of the Refrigerator has spawned Conciabatta, Breadelacreme, Felicia, Twinkle, Lonestar, Muriel, Penelope, Mamie, Sweet Pea, Esmerelda, Lucy Liu, Hugo and many more! All related, all bubbly and energetic, living in fridges all over the world.

Then…happy days…the photos of freshly baked loaves started to appear. And the excitement ramped up on all fronts as we cheered each other on from the sidelines, oohed and aahed over pics as if they were of newborn babes, and discussed what we would repeat and what we might change the next time around.

Over the past few weeks, I’ve watched as mastering the sourdough process has empowered my friends, delighted their families, and connected us all virtually into a tight knit community. It’s been one of the most enjoyable starts to a new year that I can remember.

So let me share some of that joy with you by showcasing just a few of the photos. They’re not all the best quality – often they’ve been taken with a phone under low light – but each one is infused with contagious delight.

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My friend Annie was reluctant to start the process, but once she did, there was no stopping her! Within just a few days of baking her first loaf, she was confidently distributing them to family and friends. Here are her “Angry Gorilla” loaves baked using her drag queen starter, Breadelacreme…

The gorgeous Jason at Don’t Boil the Sauce! is an unstoppable force with his starter Conciabatta (check out his blog for the Eurovision reference) – after baking his first loaves, he moved on to panettone the following day…

Maureen at Orgasmic Chef has had a Priscilla starter for a while now – Esmerelda Pissemeyer continues to produce stunning loaves…

Danielle’s starter Queenie is named in Priscilla’s honour, and she’s been turning out wonderful first loaves…

My sister-in-law Penny named her starter Mary – she’s been baking overnight loaves that have delighted my nephew Joseph…

Lovely Francesca at Almost Italian has been baking up a storm over the past few months, creating her own unique formulas and doughs. Her starter is named after me…

Liz at Mother Hubbard’s Cupboard called her starter Penelope, and she’s been baking cracking loaves with her…

Liz's starter Penelope created a cracking first loaf!

Diane’s starter is named after her mother Mamie and lives happily in her Massachusetts kitchen. This brilliant first loaf was started by Di and finished by her husband John…

Emma’s very first loaf with Miss Smilla was a gigantic double-sized one. Look how well it turned out! And she’s baking around her newborn’s feeding schedule…

Andrew ran out of white flour, so he improvised and created this magnificent hybrid rye/bakers flour loaf with his starter Felicia…

Amanda struggled with choosing a name for her starter, but finally settled on Levi (short for Levitation). Her loaves certainly justify the name…

My darling friend Ali bakes fabulous ciabattas with her starter Hugo, then serves them with magnificent homegrown produce…

It’s pretty cold at the moment in British Columbia, but Manuela’s starter Sherwood was so active that his dough overflowed its bowl…

Look at his beautiful loaves!

Imogen’s starter Betty produced stunning loaves from the get-go…

Debi’s starter Muriel had the largest bubbles I’ve ever seen! She’s been baking up a storm over in the UK…

Houston, we have lift-off! Fran’s starter Lonestar turned out these terrific sourdough rolls on his first bake…

Nancy from Plus Ate Six is based in Shanghai, where it’s really cold at the moment. It’s so cold that she had to prove her dough overnight in her heated bathroom…

It can be hard to find the right ingredients in China, but some serious research turned up a high quality unbleached American bread flour. With it, and the help of underfloor heating, Nancy and her starter Lucy Liu created a spectacular first loaf…

Lucy Liu has already been shared with Jen, who renamed him Charlie and used him to create this gorgeous loaf…

My lovely friend Selma in London couldn’t bake a bad loaf if she tried! She has taken to sourdough baking like a duck to water. Her starter is Twinkle, so named because her bubbles resemble stars in the night sky. Selma’s latest is her Terminator loaf (because it was impossible to kill) – she overproved it, baked it at too hot a temp, forgot to slash it, but just look at what she turned out…

We’ve all been having so much fun! If you’ve baked a loaf with a Priscilla starter and would like it included here, please email me a photo and I’ll upload it! ♥

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Priscilla’s Family Tree (2013)
Priscilla’s Family Tree – An Update (2013)

We’re having a very pleasant January in Sydney, weather-wise. In previous years we’ve had scorching 40C+ days, but this year (so far) we’ve had decent rain and sunny days in the high 20s and low 30s.

Our minimally tended garden has thrived under these conditions, and the bed near the garage has gone completely bonkers…

We didn’t plant any tromboncino seeds this year – we never do anymore. We just wait to see what comes up. They’ve mutated so much over the past few years that each new plant produces slightly different shaped fruit to its predecessors. This year, a single, wildly vigorous plant appeared, produced half a dozen giant phallic squash within weeks, and then stopped flowering…

The trombies (as we continue to call them) have been delicious this time, but absolutely humungous – each is about half a metre long and several kilos in weight. There are still a couple in the bed, growing larger every day…

The plant only puts out female flowers on fresh growth and as it’s filled the bed to capacity, we’re now only getting male flowers…

Competing for space in the same bed are our highly productive snake beans! These are my favourite veg in the whole world and I’m overjoyed when they reappear each year. Oodles of self-sown plants come up each summer, and we toss in a few extra seeds for good measure…

The plants produce stunning orchid-like flowers…

We’re picking this many every day…

Right in the middle of the bed, a tall multi-headed sunflower grew and flowered…

Self-sown basil is also competing for space in there, as are our yellow cherry toms, although we haven’t eaten any of those this year – the warm wet weather has led to an infestation of fruit fly (the chickens have been feasting on them though)…

The bed closest to the house has had a slow start – the native Crested Pigeons were digging up our broccoli raab seeds as soon as we planted them. Our shiny bunting finally kept them away…

The raab only needed a few days in the warm soil to establish…

One plant hidden under the A-frame was missed by the birds, so we’ve got some to eat while the others grow up…

Purslane, our edible summer weed, is back in force…

French marigolds came into our garden in a little basket several years ago and never left…

Lovely Jo sent me arrowroot tubers a few years back with the suggestion that we might find them useful for mulch. They’ve grown magnificently, providing shade, mulch and a lush, tropical feel to our garden. They’re not great to eat though – we tried!

We’ve planted purple and green climbing beans – hopefully they’ll kick in once the snake beans are finished…

One of the back beds is awash in self-sown basil – we never have to plant basil in our garden any more…

A washed out photo of the neighbouring fig tree with fruit-laden branches hanging over our side of the fence (hooray!)…

The cucumber plants are looking promising…

Finally, our neighbour Mark’s passionfruit vine continues to sprawl over the fence to our backyard…

So far we’ve picked a dozen passionfruits!

How are things looking in your garden this month?