What a baking day I had yesterday! I was finally getting over this cold and I decided I should skip one more day of work. But, um, I should, um, bribe my coworkers. With cinnamon buns. Because who couldn’t be bought by home made cinnamon buns?
ain’t nobody. i could buy you with the smell.
Also I had to make bread for R, as she is trading me an ironing board. So I decided to try a french bread with 100% mother starter (since named Francine) instead of commercial yeast. So here we go!
Sunday I did the pre-frement, again with 100% Francine (mother starter) and I decided to omit the salt that I usually use in that pre-ferment because I have read (and noted) that mamma starter with her wild yeasty beasties tends to be a slower grower than commercial yeast.
pieces of the pre-ferment, mixing with the final dough
when i make bread and things are looking this shaggy, i usually pull it out of the bowl and just start kneading.
french bread on it’s way!
Phew! Now the cinnamon rolls. I’ve never made these before, so God willing and the creek don’t rise, it will not turn into a grapadora or anything other than delicious.
there is a lot of butter in there…
not going to lie, i tasted the dough, just to make sure it didn’t taste like a grapadora
and now we rest.
you can see why i made enormous towels for bread baking. i can’t be the only person crazy enough to make two kinds of bread at once?
My plan was to do all the proofing and shaping for the cinnamon buns and then leave them in the fridge to bake off this morning. So they’ll be hot when I get to work. My cold shall be forgiven!
shaped baguettes. i never bother to score them. that’s just me.
this is what rolled out goodness looks like. plus, i am an idiot.
cutting them down
And we rest…
bread takes a lot of rest. I took a nap too.
At about 5 pm I started to bake the french loaves and put the cinnamon buns in the fridge, lightly covered.
that just looks tasty…
This morning I hauled my bulk out of bed at 5am (ok, I am usually up at 5am, but I’ve been sick!) to make the buns, hon.
frosting. which is literally milk and powdered sugar. if you buy frosting out of a can, you clearly have not lived.
They took quite a bit longer to bake, but that’s probably because I am an idiot and cut too many. So the pan was overstuffed. Alas and alack, I made it work.
i made too much frosting. LOL JK THAT IS CLEARLY NOT POSSIBLE HAVE YOU EVER EATEN A CINNAMON BUN AND SAID GEE I NEED LESS FROSTING???? IT’S A CINNAMON BUN, NOT A SALAD.
Whew! With an hour to spare before I have to bring these babies in, I am going to make some coffee!
after the frosting soaked in a bit. damn, I should’ve saved some for my coffee!