I was startled to realize that it was 8PM already. The light was fading fast (that was my clue), and I had to go tuck the chickens in for the night. Then I came inside and of course it was too dark to take any pictures.
I paged through the images folder on my computer, hoping to find a neglected gem. (It happens fairly often actually.) Something that I could pass off as “fresh today.” But no such luck!
At about the same time I remembered that it was about time to do something with today’s batch of bread dough. I’m trying a new recipe from King Arthur Flour, Extra-Tangy Sourdough Bread. (I left out the citric acid, even though I do have some.)
Confession: I don’t know how to properly knead dough. When it came time to knead in ingredients this morning, I was in the middle of something and didn’t want to take the time to track down “how to knead bread” videos on YouTube. (Although I am sure there are tons, just ripe for the watching.)
Instead, I just turned it out on my silicone pastry mat and faked it.
It’s baking in the oven now. It smells good. I am cautiously optimistic. I guess “cautious optimism” is sometimes the best you can hope for on a Monday evening.