Knapsacks and Breadcrumbs
As a child, whenever I heard about something exciting, I would act out the drama and become involved in the moment. Whether it was playing a character from Zorro, swimming fast like Tarzan, solving a mystery with Nancy Drew or running away with The Boxcar Children, everything was an adventure to me and my fertile imagination always led me right inside Robin Hood's forest or to sit at King Arthur's round table. At one time, I thought I might join the circus. And when we lived in Miami, Florida I was always tempted to look for Flipper, every time I was on the seashore. I explored creeks and the woods without fear and swung from the limbs of trees and rode my bicycle as if it were a trusty steed. I had an exciting and full childhood.
Tonight I watched a DVD produced by Richard Bertinet, a French Chef, who is also a celebrated author and who now runs his own cooking school in Bath, England. This is the reason I went into detail on my enthusiastic abandon I felt as a child, because I wanted you to understand some of the excitement, the way I felt as I viewed this master working with fermented doughs. Watching the way he took sticky flour, yeast, salt, sugar and eggs and begin to mold them, shape them into a creation unfolding right before my eyes. During this particular demonstration that I watched he made Brioche.
I learned to prepare this recipe at LAC a prestigious culinary school, using a Kitchen Aide mixer. I was taught to allow the gluten to form and not to add in the butter until the dough was strong enough to accept it. Chef Bertinet worked and folded and slapped this concoction for a good ten minutes or more before he added in the softened room temperature butter. He continued, in his quiet and self assured manner to work the rich dough of this breakfast bread, which is more akin to a cake bread. He blended the butter repetitively and rhythmically, until the perfect consistency was met. It rested for two hours, was manipulated again and covered to rise for fourteen more hours. With this recipe you must take your time. It's probably the reason it is enjoyed in the morning. Just the aroma of this dough before it is shaped, when he gently separates the risen dough from the sides of the stainless steel bowl with the scraper, just is heady, this smell which fills the air. He says much the same.
He then proceeded to prepare the dough to be cut into portions that he weighed on a scale. Shaping these portions into soft balls he added seven to a bread pan for the Nanterre loaf, and then shaped a tete, smaller brioche with a little knob on the top. These he placed carefully into a muffin-like pan. Next they were allowed to proof for another two hours. The tops were brushed with eggs white and baked to a deep golden perfection. I dare anyone to try to resist this bread just taken from the oven. Sorry, you have to wait while they lie cooling on their sides, before you are permitted to tear them into mouth sized bites. Waiting is worth it for it is like a delicious bite of heaven.
Chef Bertinet presents his methods for baking a variety of breads, baguettes, sourdoughs, Poolish, Flamiche, bagels and pretzels, in such a way that you want to gather these few ingredients together and turn your own kitchen into a little bakery. He makes me want to pack my knapsack and run away to his school in Bath, England. He makes me want to bake his breads.
As a graduate of French Pastry Arts, I love this book and the enchanting way it is written. It is one of the twenty cookbooks in my kitchen's library because it is a valuable addition to my small repertoire of culinary literature. You will most assuredly be pleased with Chef Bertinet and his cookbook, CRUST.
To read more about this culinary award winner, please visit him here. I'm going to bake some bread and fill my knapsack, or I will as soon as I save up for my next vacation. That I intend to add in some quality schooling that coincides with my overseas visit, seems like a very good idea.
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trishag says:
Wednesday, September 30th, 2009 at 07:50 pm
Theresa, I just went to his website for his cooking school. They offer some amazing classes. Would love to take a trip to Bath. Maybe someday.
tonyb says:
Wednesday, September 30th, 2009 at 09:07 pm
The classes do look amazing. When's your next birthday?
Theresa111 says:
Wednesday, September 30th, 2009 at 10:51 pm
Trish ... Yes I plan to go to UK and coordinate a class or two with him while vacationing. You have to see his DVD and you will understand.
Tony ... August 13th The same as Alfred Hitchcock, Fidel Castro and a few other scary people. :D
trishag says:
Wednesday, September 30th, 2009 at 11:08 pm
Theresa, that sounds great. Would love to see his DVD.
tonyb says:
Thursday, October 1st, 2009 at 01:23 am
@Theresa, hmmm, some brilliant minds though slightly frightening. How much fun would it be for you to go with the ladies of HHM to his school? It would be a business expense :)
rebeccasubbiah says:
Thursday, October 1st, 2009 at 03:11 am
well written piece, wow your a pastry chef, what a fun job Rebecca
Theresa111 says:
Thursday, October 1st, 2009 at 06:41 pm
Tony ... This is a great, fantastic superb idea! :D
Rebecca ... The word Chef is French for cook. Having said this I cannot claim to be a Chef but rather a Pastry cook, a Pastry Arts Graduate. A Chef hold high rank in the fact that he or she is likened to an Executive with huge responsibility and in charge of the entire kitchen brigade (pronounced bri ghaad.) The way I look at it is when a student gets a certificate from secretarial school, they are not immediately an Executive Legal Secretary. One must pay their dues, many years over to possess this esteemed title. So, in reality, I am a budding pastry chef on rung number five of the cooks ladder as opposed to the other ten rungs I must achieve. I have cooked all of my live and I understand true quality but I cannot lay claim to being a real Chef.
Theresa111 says:
Thursday, October 1st, 2009 at 06:42 pm
I apologize for the typos as I was not wearing my reading glasses. :D :D
Anniepooh says:
Thursday, October 1st, 2009 at 10:52 pm
Ahem - I would go to school for the rest of my life if I could! I love to learn :) Once you stop - you're dead.
Theresa111 says:
Sunday, October 4th, 2009 at 02:44 am
Yes, I feel the same way. As soon as I am awarded the grand prize I will open my Jazz cafe and cooking school. I didn't want to leave my school.