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Cheese, Onion & Garlic Bread – Some Suggestions

Cheese and spring onion and garlic soda bread – using he green bits

t actually a recipe, more a list of guidelines, suggestions, anecdotes and possibilities relating to the production of an easy way to make bread. It started off as a recipe (from the BBC) but a bit I’ve made it a number of times and have yet to make it the same way twice. However, every variation seems to work. I wouldn’t say it’s foolproof, but so far I haven’t managed to mess it up. However, like sales and poems, you are always judged on the next one, not what you have already done. To be fair, I actually used the recipe as a guideline in the first place as I had no wholemeal flour and no buttermilk. I did have salt and bicarbonate of soda, though I admit I reduced the amount of salt because I always do. Grossly overweight, various health problems, but I always use less salt because it’s a healthy thing to do. It’s like the captain of the Titanic giving a sailor a sticking plaster and telling him to fix the leak.

To start with, you need buttermilk according to the original recipe on the internet. I have also made it by adding lemon juice to milk and by adding yoghurt to milk. In fact, the first time I made this loaf I used milk and lemon juice.

Spring onion and cheese bread using all the onion

To do this, add 1 tablespoon of lemon juice to the milk and leave for ten minutes. That’s four teaspoons or two dessert spoons. I actually used a dessert spoon of lemon juice because I always get mixed up. But it still worked. I’m tempted to say “heaped” spoonfuls and see if anyone actually tries.

You can, according to the internet, also use vinegar to provide the acid, or mix plain yoghurt and milk. The BBC recipe says 50:50 but other suggestions are available.

If you don’t have buttermilk for the soda bread recipe, you can use half-and-half plain yoghurt mixed with milk. You can also use milk that has been soured by stirring in a tablespoon of lemon juice and allowing it to stand for 10 minutes. Some recipes say you will get better results from allowing the milk to get to room temperature However, the chances of me planning that far in advance are small and it worked OK cold.

Bread and margarine – part of my extensive range of serving suggestions

OK – the measurements. Take 12oz plain flour (or All Purpose Flour if you are from USA), half a teaspoon of salt, half a teaspoon of Bicarbonate of Soda, 10oz of buttermilk (or whatever you decide) and mix it.  Do this by adding the dried ingredients and whisking them up with a fork  them make a well in the middle and add 90% of the liquid.

Mix with the fork, add more liquid as necessary and then mix a bit more by hand. Don’t use both hands until you have a\ nice ball of dough – remember to keep one clean for opening ovens etc. Talking of which, when you start, you should pre-heat the oven to 200C or 180C Fan. Or about 400F and 360F.

You should end up with a fairly stiff dough ball of dough. Don’t overwork it. Round it off, pat it down and cut a cross in the top. That might help it cook better, or it may be a way of letting the fairies escape. I personally don’t think it helps it cook any better and just makes the slices a strange shape. And I recommend sweeping the kitchen regularly to get rid of fairies. Half the time my crosses look unimpressive, to say the least.

Cook for 30 minutes or thereabouts. When a tap on the bottom sounds like a drum, it probably isn’t cooked, despite what the books say. It should sound more like a snare drum – a bass drum means it isn’ quite cooked.

JUst ordinary soda bread

IF it’s OK, put i on a rack and cool it until you want to eat it. Try leaving it at least ten minutes as it’s better then.

For cheese and onion bread add about three spring onions cut into quarter inch pieces and about 100g of grated cheese. I buy the ready grated cheddar from the shop. For the garlic, I used one nice big, plump clove just a bit smaller than the top of my thumb, chopped very small.

I’m going to try powdered mustard in it at some point, and possibly Stilton. You can buy books on making soda bread. Some cost over £10. It’s only soda bread, how could you write a book about it?

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Bread that came from wet dough – the cross healed up

 

Serving suggestions – in a sandwich, with soup, with stew, with Italian food as toast. Warning – the garlic one is best with Italian food and not good with marmalade.

to go to bed now. If I’ve missed anything out let me know.

Baking and Bits and Pieces.

Cheese and Onion Soda Bread

Pale, non-Cheese and Onion Soda Bread

We had cheese and onion soda bread earlier in the week. Did I mention that. I have been distracted. It may have been in one of the deleted drafts.

It was a bit simpler making the bread as I ordered buttermilk from the supermarket. The only complicated bit was the chopping of the spring onions as I wanted to use small, neat, consistent pieces. The cheese was already grated, as I am getting lazier with my cooking. Having spread some cheese on top, as recommended, I was slightly non-plussed towards the end of baking when the bread turned dark brown – it was the cheese but I had to look twice o check it wasn’t the crust burning. The addition of cheese to the top adds nothing to the appearance or the taste. One again, the dough was soft and the cross closed up.

We had it with vegetable stew on Monday night and with leek and potato soup on Tuesday. It’s quite a lot of work for a loaf of bread that disappears so fast.

Last night we watched a programme about ultra-processed food. It seems the secret is to eat the rainbow rather than beige food. So they showed us a recipe with chickpeas. We both asked the same thing – if beige food is bad for you why show a recipe using the beigest of beige food? It might be good advice, but when it’s delivered in a condescending and gimmicky fashion by two people clearly intent on carving out a career in pseudo-science TV it gets a little irritating.

It was, however, a good reminder that I need to start examining our diet a bit more. In general, we do have a good diet, but there are things we can do to tune it up and lose a bit of weight. We have five a day, 30 a month and we eat the rainbow. The trouble is that we also eat pies, cake and biscuits. It seems that icing and coloured sprinkles are not acceptable ways to “eat the rainbow”.

Mmmm . . .

 

A Return to Soda Bread

Note poor attempt at cross

This morning I rose at 6.30, decided it was too early, went back to bed  and eventually emerged at 7.30. I then squandered my early start by going through an auction catalogue online. Then I trotted off for my secret mission. I planned to wake Julia by wafting the scent of freshly baked bread through the house. In fact, the clinking of kitchen implements woke her early and she pottered down to see if the er was any tea going. This burst the bubble of my planned surprised and slightly soured the the tone when she realised there was no tea.

Imagine a grumpy bear, roused from hibernation early, and wanting tea. It is,  admit, a slightly confused metaphor. But it is an accurate description of the atmosphere in the kitchen – double disappointment with just a hint of fury.

So I made tea and we had cereal. The bread baked. It was only soda bread, because I haven’t actually baked for something like nine years. There was a programme on TV last night, where soda bread was cooked, and my ambition was rekindled.

For lunch we had bread and cheese and pickles and then Julia went to work in the cafe.

The recipe actually stipulated half white and half wholemeal flour but I used cheap plain white flour, because that was what we had. I also squeezed lemon juice into milk to produce a substitute for buttermilk. I would have used yoghurt and milk, but we have had all the yoghurt this week. Apart from that and reducing the salt I didn’t alter the recipe at all. In other words, the only thing that followed the recipe was the half spoonful of bicarb. Amazingly, it was one of my better attempts, as I’ve never quite got the hang of soda bread.

Poor photograph, which flatters the bread

There were a few problems along the way. I added 90% of the milk and it wasn’t enough so I tipped the erst in and produced a very wet and sticky dough which stuck to my fingers. I used to be able to produce dough with a light touch and rarely get it stuck to me, but I have lost the knack. It must have looked like a kid trying to bake, apart from the lack of joy. I hate it when it sticks. Eventually, after shaking more flour in, and getting doughy fingerprints on the flour bag, I ended up with quite a wet dough, but was able to manage it, even though the cross in the top wasn’t very distinct. I hope the fairies were able to get out despite this poor attempt.

It tool longer to bake than suggested and, I confess, was a bit dense towards the bottom. Apart from that it wasn’t too bad and it went well with cheese and pickles. I have now ordered buttermilk with next week’s groceries and will be baking again next week. Soda bread is good because it is quick and simple, but above all, it doesn’t hurt my fingers. A loaf taking a lot of of kneading is still beyond me, though if I get the bug again I may buy a food mixer to do he hard work.

Compared to the excitement of baking, nothing much happened for the rest for the day. Next week I am going to try cheese and onion soda bread.

Ready to test

 

An Addiction to Words

Wilford Notts

You can tell I’m addicted to writing. Today, trying to have a rest and gain some perspective I started by ordering groceries online and ended up writing reviews for groceries. I didn’t make a decision about it, I just found myself doing it.

For breakfast we had cereal and raspberries. Somehow, which were starting to go over just days after purchase. I wrote for a while then made lunch (potato cakes using last night’s mash, leftover sausage and tomatoes, all baked in the oven). Normally I fry the potato cakes. They are, I can conform, nicer fried, but less fattening done in the oven. They also, despite a good layer of oil, managed to bake themselves onto the tray.

Tonight we will be having chickpea and sweet pepper veggie burgers with cashew nuts and spring onions. It’s an amalgam of several recipes taken from the internet. I looked at several so I think the method is right and am pretty sure the ingredients will be OK when mixed. Also got garlic, Henderson’s relish, cumin, cumin seed, oatmeal and egg in it. And no chemicals.

Speckled Wood

It will, I forecast, be tasty, but will fall apart and be vaguely disappointing. Very much like my life. Last week I tried my hand at cooking for the first time in ages. I tried olive oil biscuits with vanilla essence, lemon zest and honey. There was nothing vague about the disappointment. They were soft, lacked flavour, and had an unpleasant texture. I struggled with them, Julia refused to eat them and the birds loved them. We put one lot out, crumbled up, and the birds cleared them in minutes. Next day – same result.

If anyone has a recipe that uses oil, so I don’t have to do much kneading and crumbling of butter and flour, I’d love to know about it. I will also make sure I have all the right ingredients. It may be that my several changes to the recipe are to blame for the end result.

Also did quiche last week. can’t find the photos. They came out well, though I did have help in the shape of ready-made pastry cases. They are much better than the cheap ones I buy from the supermarket, and much more expensive too. I will be making more this week, though I am tweaking the recipe.  When extra expense brings better quality I am quite happy with it, though I will be looking at the costings again this week. Reducing the ingredients by an egg doesn’t save much money, but it does save calories.

Fresh Figs

I lost the photographs, so you will be treated to a selection of almost appropriate photos of yesteryear.

These are the Scones

Yes, they don’t look like scones, but they are.

The original recipe for these came from the Home Grown Cereals Authority (HGCA) and seemed to be just the sort of recipe I was looking for, as it included some teaching points and was an easy recipe for a class to do.

I can’t find the original recipe on the internet as I can’t get a working link to the HGCA, but this link seems to have the same recipe as I remember it. I have a vague feeling that the HGCA recipe might have had mustard powder in it to accentuate the taste of the cheese.

And I probably used self-raising flour because it’s easier than using baking powder.

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Seeds, flour, cheese – at one time I had aspirations to write a book on food

They use rapeseed oil instead of butter, which makes it a quicker and easier recipe, and allows discussion of oilseed rape as a crop, the perils of monoculture, EU grants (at the time), self-sufficiency in food production and plant breeding. It’s also sold as vegetable oil in supermarkets as the word rape isn’t seen as being particularly positive from a marketing point of view, and Canola oil in the USA. IT also makes it easier to make if you have arthritic fingers. I was just starting to develop arthritis in the final year on the farm and my fingers would ache after a long baking session.

The recipe, with seeds and cheese is quite pleasant and always went down well. I used to cook them for the group when we were on the farm because everyone likes to tear off a warm scone. From a practical point of view it is easier to do them this way than to use a cutter as a scone cutter won’t cut seeds and things get a bit messy. If you go for a rustic tear and share look nobody notices that they are messy.

With a different selection of seeds

With a different selection of seeds

I have used the recipe to make successful fruit scones and developed the recipe for date and Stilton scones. It’s a bit fiddly because you have to cut the dates into smaller pieces and crumble the Stilton, but it worked quite well. Initially I halved the quantity of cheese when using Stilton, because it’s a strong tasting cheese. That strength of flavour doesn’t really come through in a scone and we ended up going back to using the full amount.

Before batching - Date and Stilton Scones

Before batching – Date and Stilton Scones

I seem to have used flax seed in the mix. I don’t honestly remember doing that but the camera doesn’t lie. It also seems that I cut the narrow end of the cheese off for cookery, which is frowned on. You are supposed to cut it along the length of the wedge so that everyone gets a bit of the outer edge and a bit of the central part of the cheese, which is supposedly riper than the outer edge. .

Despite this, I remember that they tasted good and that I thought this was the start of me becoming a cook and food blogger. In hindsight, life can be very cruel.

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Date and Stilton scone with at least one pumpkin seed in it.

If I can get any flour I’m feeling inspired to make these again.

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Yes, a single pumpkin seed. Worrying. It suggests I didn’t clean the bowl properly between mixes.

The plates were part of a set my mother got as a promotional offer from Boots. She didn’t use them much and passed them on to us. We didn’t use them much and passed them on the the farm. I once put one in the microwave – the silver line around the rim produced some alarming sparks. At that point I remembered my mother telling me not to use them in the microwave. I didn’t forget again.

Baking brings back a lot of memories.

Some Photos from the Archives

I had a look through a few old photos on an SD card last night. I’m having to use one of the cameras as a card reader now the reader on the computer is bust. None of my plug in card readers work because they never seem to last long. It’s very frustrating.

The first ones are a few photos from the days when I used to cook wheatsheaf loaves at harvest time. The farmer’s mother used to like to take one to church for the harvest festival and we used to display them at the local show. They aren’t particularly artistic, and nothing like as good as one produced by a professional, but it does show what you can do with dough and patience.

I’ve shown these before, so sorry about the repetition, but it’s a nice reminder of the days when we could get flour.

This is a pair I made using leftover pizza dough. They were about eight inches high and we handed them round to visiting school parties until they fell apart. I’m told that if you dry them properly whilst baking you can make a loaf that will last for years. I never found that, mine always seemed to crack and fall apart. It may have been the way I constructed them as they seemed to fracture along fault lines as if there was an internal problem. One did last a couple of years but these small ones, like the larger ones, lasted a couple of months before the faults developed. It’s long enough – as harvest ends and autumn begins everyone wants to move on to apple juice and jam.

These are a couple of mice from different loaves. You make an egg shaped piece of dough, poke two eyes in the sharp end, make two scissor snips for ears and then stick it on the stalks before applying a tail. It’s actually what you are judged on.

Nobody remarks on the 30 stalks you laboriously roll out, or the 100 ears of wheat (and the hundreds of snips you make to give them texture) – they just want to point at the mouse.

It’s like peering at the Mona Lisa for ten minutes before saying ‘Nice frame.’

Wheatsheaf Loaf (with mouse)

Wheatsheaf Loaf (with mouse)

I can’t remember the exact instructions, but you make a dough with less yeast than usual and divide it into three. One third becomes the base, which is a keyhole shaped piece of flat dough you use as a base – it’s important to get that in the right proportion if the finished loaf is to look right – it took me several goes to get this right. One third becomes the ears and one third becomes stalks and extras.

Do the stalks and position them, do the ears. A piece of dough about the size of the top finger joint will be OK – give it a few snips for texture and that’s a good enough impression of an ear of wheat – nobody ever criticised. Make a decent width of plait to act as the binding – it also serves to cover the raggedy join between stalks and ears.

Then finish off with a mouse. The previous tedious hour of shaping and snipping means nothing if the mouse isn’t right.

Glaze it, remembering not to clog the detail, bake it, try to dry it out as much as possible then cool it and stand back to receive compliments from people who don’t really understand how simple it is.

Remember that although the traditional ones were often two or three feet long that is because they were made by commercial bakers with big ovens – in a domestic oven you can do one about eighteen inches high.

If you feel inspired to try one, here are some better instructions.

Tomorrow I have some pictures of scones.

Gingerbread and Vitriol

I could start with my normal Saturday opening – “After dropping Julia off at work…” but I’m feeling like doing something a little different today. Same goes for the photos of the Mencap garden yesterday morning. They are OK but I’m just feeling like something more is needed. (As the post developed, not quite in the direction I intended, it became a little negative. It developed naturally, as I wrote, and I decided to let it stand. Not quite sure if it’s too negative or too personal. Let me know if you have any views on the tone.)

And that is why I am showing you pictures of cookie cutters.

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Novelty Cookie Cutters

I’m torn here. I love alliteration and I am committed to resisting American English. In the case of cookie cutters I feel as if continents are colliding in my head. I really don’t want to say “Cookie Cutter” but some irresistibly force makes me do it. There is no natural alternative – Biscuit Bodgers just isn’t going to do it. I’ll try Biscuit Cutters and see if that works.

I found the cutters recently whilst decluttering. They had disappeared without being used during one of the chaotic times on the farm. We made a lot of gingerbread with the group and these cutters (with six different designs) seemed a good idea.

The problem was that after the introduction of the Farmer’s Sister into the mix everything went wrong. It started with her telling me “we’re all on the same team” which is a management shorthand way of indicating we weren’t all on the same team. Then it progressed to her shouting at me because she said I thought she was stupid because I had a degree and she didn’t.

All I had done was proof read something I’d been asked to proof read and send her the corrections. It seems that this was wrong – I should have sandwiched the suggested changes between telling her how good she was, how valued she was and how hard-working she was.

There’s a vulgar term for this, but rather than expose my gentle readers to it I’ll post a link to it for those of you who are interested.

The truth is, I don’t have a degree.

I also, at that time, didn’t think she was stupid. I just thought that she had made a mistake that needed correcting. She had used a word wrongly. I can’t recall what it was, but it was something like uninterested/disinterested. It’s no big deal. I have to think hard when using affect/effect. Getting something like that wrong doesn’t make you stupid. If someone had corrected me on it I’d have thanked them and looked it up to learn the lesson fully.

No, what made her stupid, for I did eventually have to admit she was stupid, was her refusal to learn or improve.

We were stupid too – we should have realised that it was time to move.

However, that all belongs to another story, and stupidity was probably the least vile of her personality traits.

After the team comment, and the shouting, she started a turf war, and kept moving out stuff. We had to start moving it back home every time we used it, and eventually, things got lost in the confusion. That’s how the cutters became lost.

Other things disappeared and turned up in bins or dismantled in the workshop. Like over-sized children the Farmer and his sister knew nothing of how they got there. She took down the group’s art work and binned it. She once needed a book for kitchen use, so she took the garden diary book off the shelf, tore our notes out and took the book away.

Sorry, but it just seemed the appropriate time for this to be mentioned, and once I started, I thought I would finish.

Anyway, back to biscuits. I found the cutters. I will make some biscuits.

Here, to provide a happy ending, are some previous biscuits (and some peppermint creams.

 

The Bread Group – A Retrospective

The Bread Group was originally set up in 2012 when we did a school holiday project with parents and children. One of the parents asked about us doing similar things in the future and Julia decided to set a group up so local people could get together and learn to bake together.

Gail arrived shortly after and under her leadership the group went from strength to strength, proving to be popular both for social, baking and health reasons. The group was the driving force behind our successful run of Open Farm Sunday events, and also helped make our one and only Winterfest a great success. That proved to be a problem.

The first winter event, organised by the farmer’s sister and with me as a disappointing  Santa, attracted 11 children and made a loss. The next one, with Julia on crafts and Gail on catering, and with a less grumpy Santa, attracted hundreds of people and made about £600. Things looked set for an annual event, with craft fair and profit, but by the time we were ready to plan for the next one the writing was already on the wall.

Cynics might say many things at this point, but this is meant to be a celebration of bread and friendship, and that’s how I’m going to leave it, with a selection of pictures and memories of bread, Christmas curries and the group’s visit to India.

Thanks are due to Gail and all members of the group for cheering the place up on a regular basis and for all their hard work in helping run the centre events over the years.

Sadly, although the kitchen extension is now complete, they have not been invited back and it looks like the group has now passed into history.

The days of wine and roses, they are not long…

 

 

Random Act of Kindness

Our new neighbours just brought some home-made muffins round. It’s the nicest and most surprising thing that’s happened to me for years. In fact, in years to come this may be be recorded as the moment that a miserable cynic regained his faith in human nature.

There are two flavours – lemon and poppyseed and lemon drizzle. I like lemon and poppyseed, but let’s face it, lemon drizzle is the peak of perfection.

So, unexpected cake and excellent flavour choices – what a day!

I’m hoping this is the start of a new phase in my life.