I have a confession to make.
I am not a morning person. Definitely. Not. Me.
Weird, right? I know. I used to think all bakers were morning people, too. Sorry. I was wrong. I’m one of those girls that has to set an alarm at 6 AM to wake up sometime between 7:30 and 8. I really do hit the snooze button that much. It’s a problem. How am I ever going to own a bakery?
I’m trying to get it together, I swear (the waking up early part, not the bakery part… yet).
It’s something that’s been on my mind since I stepped out of Tartine Bakery in San Francisco. This is the bakery I’ve had on my radar for a couple of years now – the Robertsons’ cookbooks are my Bibles, and, as my regular readers have probably figured out, I’ve been experimenting with bread. Mostly because of my obsession with Tartine Bread.
Anyway, I’ve been attempting recipes from this book for about six months now. Yes, I even tried to make my own starter. That was a disaster. I’m pretty sure that all the details of breadmaking were not intended for people with full time non-baking jobs, because nurturing a starter really just did not fit into my work-play-drink schedule. I mean… come on. I’m not the best person with routines, so having to feed a starter every day at the same time just reiterated my inability to do one thing at the same time on a daily basis.
Weeks after my failure, I went hunting for sourdough bread in a local grocery store. Lo and behold, it was nowhere to be found. So naturally, I went grumbling through the bakery and the bread aisle, until a little old lady started talking to me. Apparently, she, also from the West Coast, shared my frustration with the lack of decent bread out here. So she made her own, with a mature starter purchased online (one that didn’t require regular feedings).
Needless to say, I bought a mature starter online shortly after hearing about it. And then I started making bread. Lots of it. To be honest, I’m just going through the Tartine Bread cookbook, which is where I got this recipe for homemade English muffins (oh whaaat?). I won’t publish it, because you probably should buy Chad’s book. Plus, the muffins in these photos don’t have salt. Shhh… I messed that one up. I know I’m human, but let’s keep that between you and me.
If I saw him working in the bakery while I was “looking for the bathroom” (sneaking around), we can be on a first-name basis, right?
Anyway, all you need to know is – goat cheese, tomatoes, bread, and salt. They make the perfect meal for a girl who missed her lunch today.
Here’s an amazing video about Tartine, and Chad Robertson’s bread. Be obsessed.