(and furthermore)

[desperance]

The kitchen is starting to smell bready as well as curry-y. The roasted apple bread is an odd affair, because the dough goes into a covered crock (or in my case a cast-iron lidded pot, as I don't have a bread crock [yet]) and then into a cold oven turned up high. In my case, the oven took fifteen minutes to come to temperature; I have no idea why the dough wanted that slow warm rather than the shock of a scorching oven, the way I usually do it. We will see, I guess. In about ten minutes...