My friend Jackie called me the other morning to tell me about the dough she had made for some “No Knead” bread. She couldn’t contain her excitement! As her cooking friend, I was one of the first people she shared her culinary pleasure with, the one who got to hear how easy it was to stir together the flour, water, salt and yeast.
From the moment I got off the phone with her, I had the bread making itch. I’ll admit I was a bit envious and couldn’t stop thinking about a crunchy, warm delight to share with my family. But, with a particularly busy week, I couldn’t spare even two minutes.
Until . . . Jackie stopped by the next day to report her bread baking success. We sat in my kitchen sipping a quick coffee, while she tantalized me with a description of her freshly baked baguette. As she boasted about the ease, satisfaction and pleasure in her accomplishment, I found myself heading to my own cabinets, looking for the ingredients she just mentioned.
Before I knew it, Jackie guided me in making my own “No Knead” dough. As the flour, water, salt and yeast spun round and round in my KitchenAid mixer, in my mind I was spreading strawberry jam on my freshly baked bread. Her gentle nudge was just what I needed to find my two minutes.
The next day, I took the dough out of the refrigerator to rise. I folded it a few times and molded it into the shape of a baguette. After it sat for two hours, I popped it into the oven. When Jackie and another friend came over for a playgroup lunch, my bread was just about finished. As I sliced the warm and crusty loaf, Jackie remarked how it looked better than hers. I gave her a pat on the shoulder, smiled and thanked her for her inspiration.