Monday, February 18, 2013
For some reason I have always been afraid of using yeast in the kitchen. I hate having a failure in the kitchen, it is one of the worst feelings in the world. ( And a failure plus pregnancy hormones leads to a meltdown and tears like it did last week. But nothing a dinner out couldn't fix.)
To me yeast seemed finicky enough to avoid it at all costs. Jeff was in charge of making pizza and bread that used yeast. But this past week I got over it and used yeast. And both times it turned out great. Once with a pizza and once with french bread. I am thankful that it went well. My cooking options have now expanded for the best.
I am going to get a sourdough starter and I am very excited about having fresh bread more often. Very glad I actually took the leap and went a bit outside my comfort zone. I think it will benefit me and my taste buds greatly.