In which I buy bread

[desperance]

Is it feeble of me to duck it, or would it have been ridiculous to bake bread simply to make breadcrumbs...?

I have, as it were, an emergency dinner party tonight. Right now, mid-afternoon, bread is rising (for bread, you understand); stew is stewing (for stew); vegetables are roasting (for soup); potatoes are boiling (for mash). Apples are waiting to be peeled (for apple cake). The vacuum is waiting to be pushed around a bit (for cleanliness, showing willing, gestures towards). The table is waiting to be cleared (for eating thereoff).

But I wanted to make an olive crust for the stew (beef in sherry, since you ask: with carrots, onions, fennel, mushrooms, herbs & stock, but mostly beef in sherry), and I had no bread. So I was planning to bake a second loaf. Only it would actually have been a third loaf, as I was planning to bake ciabatta as well as granary, give the little darlings a choice; and - well, I ducked it. I bought a bread for the breadcrumbs for the crust.

And am quite remarkably discontented with myself. I shall be apologising for it all night now.

Comments

[bellinghman.livejournal.com]

Next time you have a heel and you're wondering whether you can permit yourself a fresh new loaf instead ... well, here's your excuse. Crumb the heel and bake a new loaf.

[desperance.livejournal.com]

Hee. Will do. (And then invite someone round for dinner, to use up the crumbs...)