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Thursday, February 16, 2006  

Just Slightly Behind

I finally put the mixer that Ian gave me for Christmas to use tonight. Finally. And, damn, it was a tasty experience. I made a foccaccia with caramelized onion, rosemary, and goat cheese. Actually, I made two. I could have made three, but two seemed like a good number.

First, I pulled the mixer from the big giant box it had been living in. Then I drooled, because it is shiny and red and sexy. Then I started to make the nummies. Take 2 packets of yeast and dissolve with 2 cups warm water and a teaspoon of honey. Mix until yeast is dissolved and let it sit til it gets foamy. Then add 2 teaspoons of salt and 1/2 cup of olive oil. Mix again, drool over mixer some more. Then add 5 and 1/2 to 6 cups of flour, mixing just until it starts to ball into dough. Switch mixing blade to dough hook, and let the dough hook do it's thing for about 5 minutes--long enough to get smooth, pretty dough. Then divide dough in half, set in a bowl greased with olive oil, and let the dough double. In the meantime, hug the mixer and cook onions in a little bit of butter until carmelized and yummy.

Once the dough is doubled, punch down, shape and stretch to just about cover a cookie sheet (one hunk of dough per sheet). Cover with onions, a sprinkling of rosemary, some salt and pepper, and crumbled goat cheese. Bake at 425 for 25 minutes, until lovely golden brown. Bow down and worship the gods of the mixer.

This was so nummy, and thanks to the mixer, so easy to make. No struggling to blend all the flour into the dough by hand. No dough covered hands and dough stuck to my fingers. Easiest way to make bread (no, I don't want a bread machine ever). I better put the shiny back in the box though, before I gain 20 pounds from eating fresh homemade bread.

posted by jaime | 11:49 PM
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