Saturday, February 1, 2020

SABBAT

If you are Jewish you will know what Sabbat means.  If not, well its the Sabbath in the Jewish faith.

(For some reason you have to click 'read more' at the bottom to see the whole post.  Stupid blogspot.)

I remember learning about this when I was 17-18 years old.  Mom made me move to Vancouver and she found an au pair job for me with a very rich Jewish family, Audrey and Nissan Goldman.  They had three wee kids and a huge house.  My job was to totally look after everything to do with the kids and to do all the cooking, laundry and ironing.  I also went to Point Grey High...grade twelve.

I was taught how to cook the family favourites and even though they were not Orthodox, they did practice Shabbot.  Shabbot was every Friday night.  This involved a kosher dinner, lighting of candles, prayers etc...Part of the kosher dinner, an important part, was the challah bread.  They bought the bread so I didn't have to make it.

Yesterday being Sabbat, Peter and I decided to make challah and light candles.  So we did just that.

The making of the bread though wasn't without its little mishaps!  I got a recipe off the internet and set about putting it together.  Peter did all the kneading.  I was a little worried because I noticed that the yeast didn't bloom. We waited about ten minutes...nothing.  We went ahead anyway and mixed it up.

I had set my oven for bread proof, stuck it in there and after about a half hour the dough had not moved an inch.  So we took it out and I pulled the dough out of the bowl and threw it into a clean pot that was sitting on the stove.  I then put another batch together, but I did it my way I have always done over the years.  And the yeast bloomed beautifully!

So another batch was kneaded by Pete and into the oven to rise.  After quite a long time that batch finally started to rise but surprise surprise, the one I had thrown into the pot on the stove had risen way up!  So now we had two batches.

Long silly story short, one we braided into challah and the other into cinnamon buns.  But....as the pics below will show, the challah bread final product did NOT turn out like the lovely pictures on the inter net.  It turned out like a bloated dead whale that had been lying on the beach for a few weeks.  

I have a bread machine that works very well but the bread is tasteless.  This bread is absolutely delicious.  Flavour!  I think the difference is in the recipe. The challah recipe calls for twice the salt and sugar and lots of eggs.  That must be the difference.  We lit candles and ate kosher bread and very NOT kosher cinnamon buns.  TTYL
NOTHING BEATS A GOOD LOOKING DUDE IN YOUR KITCHEN DOING THE HEAVY WORK!!!

THE BRAIDED GOOD LOOKING CHALLAH READY TO BAKE AND THE SECOND BATCH OF BREAD SLOOOOWLY RISING


THE ONE I WAS GOING TO THROW OUT BUT SURPRISED US

THE BEACHED WHALE
ANOTHER BEACHED WHALE HOLDING THE BEACHED WHALE





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