Monday, February 1, 2010
Bread is, and always has been, my nemesis. I just can't seem to get it to work. I end up buying sandwich bread, making due with frozen biscuits, and I even buy frozen dumplings!! I'm telling you, I've had some scary experiments with bread.
But, last year, I decided that 2009 was the year of the biscuit. By george, I was going to learn to make them. My mother makes good biscuits (though it's been years since she really made one; she prefers the ease of frozen these days), and my great-grandmother made heavenly biscuits that exist only in my memory. It didn't seem right that I, a lifelong Georgia girl, couldn't make biscuits!
So, over the last year, I've spent a lot of time working on them. Thank goodness for Mike's patience! Some of the batches were okay, some were not so okay. But, I powered on. Then, last week, I attended the King Arthur flour baking demonstration, and I had an "aha!" moment. When she made pie crust, she left the butter chunks really large. As in, the size of large marbles large. No cornmeal looking flour there.
I thought it might work for biscuits, too. So, I tried it. And....sweet success!!! My first bite caused me to let out a bit of a yelp in happiness. Ah, another item crossed off the bucket list. Now on to saving the world...