on the menu: brioche by hand

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Brioche turns out to be a little laborious. And almost half butter.

Lacking a stand mixer, I mixed the batch by hand (which I truly cannot recommend [I have a blister!]). Many hours of waiting for dough to rise (with winter reluctance), and giving dough the smackdown, and waiting some more, and putting it in a bread pan, waiting some more. Actually not a bad way to give structure to a day, if structure is lacking; I don’t know what I would have accomplished* today if not for this brioche.

*but ‘accomplish’ is such an ugly word, anyway.

It looks pretty much the thing:

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Do you know what this means?

It means I made bread today.

Edible bread.

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Why did I make brioche?

I really couldn’t tell you.

I find that baking can be mysterious in this way. And one has got to do something, after all.

 

I used the recipe from Dorie Greenspan’s Baking: From My Home to Yours.

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