Bagels. One of my favorite baked items, I remember voraciously eating garlic and salt bagels after ballet class when I was younger. Unfortunately, it is certainly a baked good that is never executed well in California. I don't know if it is the lack of Jews or if they simply don't realize what a bagel should taste like, but I have had a real craving for bagels since I moved to San Diego, and until recently this craving has been impossible to sate. The ubiquitous, fluffy Einstein bagels at the breakfast vendor shows are more like pieces of round bread than a real bagel. A real bagel is chewy and dense, and should fill your stomach and be super delicious.
So I began a quest for THE bagel recipe, one I can make at home that will quell my intense desires, rather than making me curse leaving the East Coast, like the "bagels" they have out here do. I have tried this one from allrecipes (Bagels II) which has been solid on two occasions, though the scientist (and baker) in me balks at having to measure ingredients by volume?? How unpredictable. How barbaric.
So for New Year's Day, I tried the recipe in Peter Reinhart's Bread Baker's Apprentice, because I could prepare it the night before, party it up and let them retard in the fridge, and simply boil and bake them the next day through my hangover (which, as expected, was killer. A truly spectacular human being invented powdered Gatorade).
Everything bagels and poppyseed bagels, the food of the gods. Only the bagel closest in the picture looks as a bagel should. But fear not, there will be a bagel redux with my tried and true recipe coming soon, since I promised Natalie some cinnamon raisin. Maybe I'll be good enough to weigh out and write up the formula this time...
I also miss bagels, but I always assumed it was the recessive (other than the dominant physical traits) Jew in me. It is awesome that you have started this blog. I have yet to start baking bread, though I should at some point. Or maybe I just need to get Valerie interested in it. Gorgeous Challah and some kind of loaf.
ReplyDeleteAwww thanks :) I don't know what to do with it, or what it signifies, but if you need a challah on chanukkah, you know who to call...
ReplyDeleteI agree with Adrian, the Challah is beautiful..and if I ever baked anything, it would have to be bagels.
ReplyDeleteYour proud Mom