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Bread Baker's Apprentice: Mastering the Art of Extraordinary Bread

Bread Baker's Apprentice: Mastering the Art of Extraordinary Bread

by Peter Reinhart, Ron Manville


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Co-founder of the legendary Brother Juniper’s Bakery, author of the landmark books Brother Juniper’s Bread Book and Crust & Crumb, and distinguished instructor at the world’s largest culinary academy, Peter Reinhart has been a leader in America’s artisanal bread movement for over fifteen years. Never one to be content with yesterday’s baking triumph, however, Peter continues to refine his recipes and techniques in his never-ending quest for extraordinary bread.

In The Bread Baker’s Apprentice, Peter shares his latest bread breakthroughs, arising from his study in several of France’s famed boulangeries and the always-enlightening time spent in the culinary academy kitchen with his students. Peer over Peter’s shoulder as he learns from Paris’s most esteemed bakers, like Lionel Poilâne and Phillippe Gosselin, whose pain à l’ancienne has revolutionized the art of baguette making. Then stand alongside his students in the kitchen as Peter teaches the classic twelve stages of building bread, his clear instructions accompanied by over 100 step-by-step photographs.

You’ll put newfound knowledge into practice with 50 new master formulas for such classic breads as rustic ciabatta, hearty pain de campagne, old-school New York bagels, and the book’s Holy Grail–Peter’s version of the famed pain à l’ancienne. En route, Peter distills hard science, advanced techniques, and food history into a remarkably accessible and engaging resource that is as rich and multitextured as the loaves you’ll turn out. This is original food writing at its most captivating, teaching at its most inspired and inspiring–and the rewards are some of the best breads under the sun.

— Food52, Most Anticipated Cookbooks
— Every Day with Rachael Ray, Round-Up

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781580082686
Publisher: Potter/Ten Speed/Harmony/Rodale
Publication date: 11/28/2001
Pages: 320
Product dimensions: 9.40(w) x 10.28(h) x 1.05(d)

About the Author

PETER REINHART is a full-time baking instructor at Johnson & Wales University in Providence, Rhode Island. He is the author of the acclaimed Brother Juniper’s Bread Book: Slow Rise as Method and Metaphor, Sacramental Magic in a Small-Town Café, Bread Upon the Waters, Crust & Crumb, the winner of the James Beard/KitchenAid Cookbook Award in 1998, and Peter Reinhart’s Whole Grain Breads, the winner of the James Beard Cookbook Award in 2008. Peter is a regular commentator on food and culture for public radio’s One Union Station.

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Chapter One

What Is It About Bread?

On August 7, 1999, on a drizzly, chilly day typical to the region, thousands of pilgrims flooded a four-block area of southwest Portland, Oregon, in a park near Portland State University. They didn't come for religious reasons but to venerate with religious zeal their newly emerged passion for the world's most symbolically evocative foodstuff: bread. Not just bread, but good-as-it-gets bread, made by artisans of the Pacific Northwest using techniques discovered either accidentally or from the dissemination of arcane knowledge brought to this country only recently by European bakers through the Bread Bakers Guild of America, itself a throwback to days of yore. The Summer Loaf Festival, as it is called, is one of the first of what may soon be a nationwide parade of tributes to the hottest food trend since, well, sliced bread. (Note: The Summer Loaf Festival is not the actual first bread festival, which occurred two years earlier in Sonoma County, California, and was called, cleverly, the Grainaissance Fair.)

    The French call it simply pain ordinaire, "ordinary bread." What the new, young American bakers have discovered, and what they proudly displayed in dozens of booths at Summer Loaf, is that there are many layers of flavor hidden within the four ingredients of flour, water, salt, and yeast that are the sole components of true French bread. They have taken up the timeless baker's challenge of evoking from the wheat its fullest potential, finding ways of unraveling the tasteless starchmolecules that comprise the bulk of a loaf by attempting to spring free the simple sugars that are woven within the complex but unassailable carbohydrates. When they successfully accomplish this, using bakers' tricks that are both ancient and modern, layers of flavor emerge as if from one of those magic-eye, three-dimensional, there-it-is, wait-where-did-it-go paintings. Flavors slowly come into focus as the palate, with its five flavor zones, aided by the chewing process and the release of salivic enzymes, encounters it first in the sweet zone, eliciting an "ahhh, this is nice," reaction. Then the salty zone kicks in, an "oohhh," followed by another level of either sweetness or sourness (depending on the bread), along the sides of the tongue, calling forth a "hmnnn, whoaa...." Finally, just at the swallowing point, the mouth floods in the umami, or rich zone in the back central region, with a nutlike flavor that perfumes its way into the sinuses, where it lingers for as long as fifteen to thirty minutes, re-creating with every inhalation the inimitable finish of a proper, world-class bread—the inevitable "yessss!" (accompanied by appropriate arm pumping, in rare instances). This flavor joy is in addition to the various auditory pleasures of the sound of crust, crackling and crumbling under the pressure of the chew, and the visual satisfaction caused by both the rich, dusty, reddish gold caramelization of crust and the blooming of the loaf along the slash marks. The blooming produces what the French call the grigne, an ear of crisp crust that neatly separates from the loaf like a proudly curled lip. Bread this good must also be beautiful; after all, in our culinary schools it is taught that we eat first with our eyes.

    I teach bread baking in a large culinary school. My students are mostly young wannabe and soon-to-be pastry chefs and bakers, and I have less than five weeks to teach them everything, or nearly everything I know about bread. What I'd like to do is first send them to Summer Loaf and Grainaissance festivals, or to Paris with its two hundred and fifty bread shops, so they can be swept into the romance of the bread revolution as I have been. Instead, what I am required to do is teach them formulas and how to safely work the ovens and use stationary and spiral mixers, powerful tools that will rip off their hands if they get too anxious and prematurely feel their dough. Since feeling the dough is really where the magic begins, I rapidly make my way through the boring but necessary safety requirements to get to the stuff of which baker's dreams are made. Usually somewhere around the third or fourth week, it—the magic—happens for most of my students.

    In Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, a book that came out, coincidentally, around the same time as the Tassajara Bakery began selling bread made by American Zen Buddhist students in San Francisco, Robert Pirsig wrote of two kinds of motorcycle riders. Some like to tinker with their bikes, making sure they are tooled just right, and the others just like to ride and feel the wind against their cheeks. Bread bakers are like that, too. The more technical and mechanical bakers often go to Manhattan, Kansas, where there is a superb school called the American Institute of Baking. There they learn all about the properties of wheat and the effect of multitudinous sugars upon various strains of yeast. They learn dough formulas, and they learn about equipment options and methodologies. Graduates of this program become valuable technical bakers, usually for large companies, and earn good salaries, troubleshooting problems and guaranteeing consistency in operations that may produce forty thousand or more loaves a day.

    The other type of baker, the wind-on-cheek baker, often opens a small bakeshop and makes what has become known as artisan bread, the term artisan having been driven, sadly, to near meaninglessness by its recent ubiquity. These are the bakers who tend to rhapsodize about their loaves. ("They are loaves, please don't call them products.") Many of them travel to Europe, making pilgrimages to the house of Poilâne or Ganachaud, and gather at bread bakers' guildhall meetings, held whimsically throughout the year, to discuss the merits of various baguette-shaping techniques or the hydration potential of their latest experimental ciabatta. They philosophize, read and write books, and argue about the ever-shifting line between the true artisan and the mass producer or the merits of supporting small-scale wheat farmers who grow heirloom strains. These bakers get very excited every time they learn a new technique or hear that the French professor Raymond Calvel might be coming to town. (That's not very likely these days, as the bread teacher of bread teachers is in his late eighties and has already committed his knowledge to a superb series of videos he made with the Bread Bakers Guild of America in 1994.) When they go to France, Germany, or anywhere where good bread might be found, they come back with new ideas and add ever more dialogue to the still-building buzz.

    My students, being younger than these entrepreneurial bakers who have now changed the American bread paradigm, may become either technical or romantic bakers, or a hybrid of the two, or they may never get grabbed by the bread-geist. Many of them initially view my class as a necessary prerequisite to get them to the plated-dessert or wedding-cake class, but then find themselves inexplicably falling under the spell of pain au levain, ciabatta al funghi, or pain à l'ancienne. Some fight against the discipline of repetitive drills, shaping baguette after baguette—not a simple matter—and trying in vain to match their slashes, or scoring cuts, in a consistent pattern. I never know on the first day who of my twenty or so students will emerge on the twenty-second day as bread revolutionaries, but I know some of them will. It usually happens before they taste the pain a l'ancienne, but if it hasn't happened by then, that is the bread that seduces them. If it still doesn't happen, I pray, having taken my best shot, that they will discover their culinary awakening in the chocolate or cake class.

    Many of my former students have long since graduated and are working in the field, sending e-mails or dropping in from time to time to share their "war" stories. A number of them tell me it was the pain à l'ancienne that first grabbed hold of their imagination, and now that they are out and exposed to even more varieties, they can't seem to get bread out of their systems, even if they have become pastry chefs rather than bakers.

    I learned about pain à l'ancienne in Paris in 1996, when I went over to collect on my prize for winning the James Beard National Bread Competition in 1995. I won with a simple sourdough, a country boule (ball), made with an unusually high proportion of sourdough starter. I baked my winning loaves at Amy's Breads on the west side of Manhattan, rushing them straight from Amy's many-thousand-dollar Bongard steam-injected oven into the trunk of my friend Joel's car. He's a locksmith and thus knows the fastest ways through town, and he safely delivered me and the bread to the James Beard House in Greenwich Village.

    The Beard House is one of the meccas of the American food scene. When James Beard, the rotund food writer and America's most famous gourmand, died in 1982, a group of his friends and colleagues started a foundation in his memory to perpetuate interest in the burgeoning American culinary explosion. They eventually paid off the mortgage on his house and turned it into a sort of museum and dining showcase for upcoming and seminal chefs, regularly hosting theme meals prepared by various culinary artists brought to town for the occasion. They also bestow prestigious cookbook awards and honor the top American chefs every year at their gala, an Oscar-like ceremony aptly called the James Beard Awards.

    The bread competition was organized for the Beard Foundation by author and teacher Nick Malgieri, the head baking instructor at the Peter Kump's New York Cooking School and a onetime acquaintance of the late James Beard. Prior to the finals, Nick traveled around the United States staging regional competitions, inviting the eight regional winners to New York for the final bake-off in January 1995.

    I had won the California regional in October by unexpectedly defeating Craig Ponsford, who a few months later would win the world championship of breads at the Coupe du Monde de la Boulangerie competition in Paris, the so-called Bread Olympics. I believe the California regional Beard competition was the only time Craig ever lost a head-to-head competition. When I, in false modesty, whispered to him after my name was announced, "I can't believe it," he understandably responded, "Me neither." His loaves were a multigrain sourdough, perfectly formed, loaded with complex flavors, made at Artisan Bakers, his bakery in Sonoma. My two large sourdough boules, made from a starter I'd been cultivating for about three months, were baked at home on a pizza stone and spritzed with water from a plant mister. It was an experimental dough, using a ratio of about 80 percent starter to flour, very unusual as most sourdoughs use only about 25 to 35 percent starter to flour. The loaves came out of the oven somewhat misshapen, having spread sideways and upward. The cuts were okay but not particularly attractive, blooming to form only a slight grigne but without creating any ears. The crust had a wonderful golden glow and was blistered from the long overnight proofing in my refrigerator. By true French standards this would not have been a winning bread, but on that particular day, with those particular judges, the rustic quality and the bold sour flavors gave it a small edge over Craig's perfect, but less rustic, loaves. I happily collected my regional prize, which was a free trip to New York City to compete in the finals, knowing I would have to do better to stand any chance of winning the real prize: a week in Paris to study with the boulanger of my choice.

    There is a huge difference between baking bread in a real bread oven and a home oven, but even the best oven cannot produce great bread if the dough itself is not fermented properly. Fermentation is the key to world-class bread, assuming that the flour and other ingredients are good. I was able to win the regional event because I had great dough going into the less-than-great electric oven in my home. Compensating for a lack of real steam with plant misters and other oven tricks to simulate the blast of steam a good Bongard, Tibbouletti, or Werner-Pfleiderer hearth oven produces was an audacious, but successful, attempt to prove a point. In my opinion, the quality of the dough is responsible for at least 80 percent of the finished product, while the oven is worth only about 20 percent. When I got to Amy's Breads, I was able to create an even better dough than my regional batch, having had three months of practice to refine my formula and mixing times.

    Amy Scherber and Toy Dupree, the owners of Amy's Breads, were kind enough to let me work around their production schedule during the competition. Amy is one of the leading personalities in the American bread revolution, a founding board member of the Bread Bakers Guild of America, and a smart businesswoman. One of the signature items at Amy's Breads is a semolina twist that simply flies off the shelf. Her bread confirmed my own growing interest in semolina breads, or pane siciliano, which is a good example of how the bread revolution spreads.

    Making bread in someone else's bakery is a challenge, and I had to estimate fermentation times based on ambient temperature because Amy's did not, at that time, have a temperature-controlled proof box. One of the keys to my formula is leaving the shaped loaves in the refrigerator overnight for their final slow-rise fermentation (we call it retarding the dough). This allows the bacterial fermentation to catch up to the wild-yeast fermentation (two types of fermentation plus a whole lot of enzyme action are at the heart of sourdough bread) and allows the starches to unwind into sugars as the dough slowly rises to its appropriate prebake size. When I arrived the following morning to bake off the loaves, I discovered I had miscalculated the temperature of the walk-in refrigerator, and my loaves were far from ready to go into the oven. I had to find a way to warm them, to wake them up, so that they could complete their rise. Without a proof box on a cold, snowy New York morning, I was at the mercy of ingenuity. Amy told me the warmest place in the bakery was at the top of the stairs leading to the basement. "That's where I put my doughs when they're too small," she advised. "But watch out for the stairs—don't let the racks roll down," was her final warning. I rolled my two racks of shaped bread dough, each loaf nestled in a canvas-lined bentwood willow basket (or banneton, as it is called in France) to the top of the stairs where a warm breeze drifted from the basement. It was 8 A.M. and I needed to have finished bread ready to transport by noon, when Joel would arrive to wend us through the icy streets to the Village. There was nothing I could do but wait and hope the dough would wake up and respond to the warmth with some movement. I parked the rolling racks at the top of the stairs, warning everyone on the production team not to jostle them lest they tumble into the abyss. I then went across Ninth Avenue to get a bagel and read the Sunday Times, a pleasure I had been denied during the twenty-five years I lived in California.

    Two hours later I returned to the bakery, relieved to find the racks still at the top of the stairs, but the dough was still undersized. I decided that 11 A.M. was my drop-dead time. I killed the hour by hanging out with the bakers, shaping loaves with them, talking bread philosophy—the usual baker stuff—and then took my loaves, still looking too small, to the oven, hoping they'd give me a good oven spring when the steam engulfed them. I had made two sizes: a nineteen-ounce bâtard, or torpedo-shaped loaf, and some three-pound miches, or large boules. I lined them up on the conveyor loader, scored them with either crosshatch pound signs, angled slashes, or asterisk stars, and pushed the conveyor into the eight-foot-deep oven deck. This action engaged the flanges of the loader into special brake slots, and then I pulled the conveyor out of the oven as it neatly dropped the loaves, one by one, onto the stone deck. After the deck was loaded, I pushed the steam button, causing a large blast of steam to billow out into the oven for twenty seconds. The steam moistened the skins of the dough to prevent them from gelatinizing too quickly, allowing the loaves to spring to their full size as the yeast completed its final feeding frenzy, at least until the center of the loaves reached 140°F, killing the last of that most useful of fungi. The oven kick, as it's called, usually produces a size increase of 10 to 15 percent. But on this particular day, in that particular oven, with my particular dough, the loaves kicked a whopping 20 percent, bloomed open perfectly, producing grignes distinct enough to allow me to carry each loaf by its ear. The caramelization of the crust, the distinct Maillard reaction unique to bread and just a few other products (see page 95), was a rich golden brown with tones of red, so soothing to the eye, so appealing and appetizing that it could, and did, induce tears.

    As if on cue, Joel pulled up to the shop, moved his locksmithing tools around in the trunk to make room, and helped me load the bread, about thirty loaves, into empty flour sacks. Then it was hugs to the bakers, good luck, good luck, good luck, thank you, thank you, thank you, and we were off to the Beard House. Once there, we chose the two most perfect specimens for the judges, placed the others under the table, went around the corner to a café for cappuccino and hot chocolate, and caught up on old times knowing there was nothing more we could do but wait for the judging. Joel had just sold a book of locksmith stories to a publisher, and I had just sold a bread-book concept to a different publisher, so we talked writer talk instead of bread talk. It's very similar.

    An hour later we went back for the announcements. The competitor whose bread impressed me the most was Biagio Settepani of the Bruno Bakery in Brooklyn. His loaves were not as visually stunning as mine, but the flavor was spectacular, with a sweet, creamy crumb that was as satisfying as a bowl of Cream of Wheat on a cold winter morning. He and his young son worked at the opposite side of the table from me as we, and the other finalists, cut small slices of our loaves for the hundreds of guests and spectators to taste. The other competitors had flown in from Texas, Oregon, Washington, St. Louis, and Boston. All the breads were wonderful. One was a four-pound rye bread with a cocoa-stenciled floral design baked onto the crust. Another looked just like my loaves, but the inside, the crumb, was tighter and a little dry. Mine were probably the best I'd ever baked: the inside and outside, the crumb and the crust, perfectly matched, the flavor and texture of the crumb, its mouth feel, cool and creamy even while still warm from the oven (with bread, the antithesis of cool is not warm but dry). The sour was properly complex, changing flavors in the mouth with each chew. What I call the "loyalty factor" kicks in just after swallowing, as the lactic and acetic acids produced by the bacterial fermentation work their way into the sinuses for the "thirty-minute finish." When the judges announced that I had won, I was relieved but not shocked. If not then, then never. I called my wife, Susan, in Santa Rosa, and when she answered the phone, I sang the first few words of "La Marseillaise." She squealed with delight. We were going to France.

It took a year and a half to arrange the logistics for the trip. The prize money made available from Godiva Chocolate through the James Beard Foundation was supposed to be used to underwrite a one-week stage, or training session, with a baker of my choice in Paris. Stephanie Curtis, an American living in Paris, was the liaison and I was told to contact her to work out the details. I asked her if it would be possible to meet with five bakers for one day each, rather than one baker for five days. I didn't really want to spend my time in Paris making bread while Susan went out alone to sightsee and shop. What I really wanted was a crash tour of the best bread bakers and enough time to interview them and pick their brains. I figured two hours per baker. My interest was as a writer and teacher more than as a commercial baker, and I was looking for a thread, something to bring back to my student that I didn't know and that they might not hear about any other way.


Excerpted from The Bread Baker's Apprentice by Peter Reinhart. Copyright © 2001 by Peter Reinhart. Excerpted by permission. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.

Table of Contents

Acknowledgments - ix

Introduction - 1

I. What Is It About Bread? - 7

II. Deconstructing Bread: A Tutorial - 27

Assumptions and Rationales - 27

The Twelve Stages of Bread:

Evoking the Fullness of Flavor from the Grain - 48

III. Formulas - 103

The Final Grace Note:
Wood-Fired Baking in Bennett Valley - 273

Resources - 285

Index - 293

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Guest More than 1 year ago
Odd as it may sound, I read this book cover to cover after buying it yesterday at my local B&N. I love to bake bread, and the author's philosophy when it comes to baking the perfect loaf made the book impossible to put down. Reading through the formulas, even the beginning baker can see how the 12 steps described in the first chapter apply to each type of bread. Today I made the Greek Celebration Bread, and the Brioche based bread with cheese and salami (certain to delight my father-in-law).
LisiBug More than 1 year ago
I truly love this book .. in fact I keep it on the coffee table so that I can pick it up every day and seek out my next baking adventure .. which I have to say .. thus far .. have been very lovely. I have lots of experience with baking .. cookies and cakes .. but not much at all when it came to breads .. so .. I have to tell you I was a bit apprehensive when I ordered this book .. it seemed a little intimidating me .. but I love learning new things and the Bread Baker's Apprentice certainly did not let me down : ) I attacked this book like it was text from a class .. I worked until I learned the formula for baker's math .. I savored the twelve stages of bread baking .. I graduated to the mixing and kneading .. the hot oven and the baking stone .. and finally .. the reward of eating delicious breads. It was well worth the effort. I've made five different breads so far .. some of them several times .. and I have to say .. it can be done .. even by a 'newbie'. I think one of the nicest things about the way this book was written is that I can grow into it .. that the same recipes that I conquered in the beginning .. that they'll get even better with time and a few more trips around my flour dusted kitchen. I have to warn you though .. these breads .. they are addicting and this family of mine .. they've become quite spoiled by them .. but O' what a way to go : ) Thanks to all of you who wrote reviews on this book .. it was the encouragement I needed to take the leap and order the book .. you haven't let me down : )
Guest More than 1 year ago
Having never baked a loaf of bread in my some 50 years of life, I approched the book with more than a little trepidation. It's been an extraordinary experience. In my family I'm now the homebaked bread guru! The directions are amazingly precise and easy to follow. I've had excellent results virtually every time. The cinnamon/raisin loaf recipe is worth the price of the book all on it's own!
Guest More than 1 year ago
This wonderfully written, articulate masterpiece is the reason I no longer fear flour and all things, yeasted. Peter Reinhart has taken the fear out of breadmaking with his easy-to-follow instruction. Building a starter, maintaining it, and learning to go beyond the simple loaf, is easier than ever imagined. I'm living proof that an old dog can learn a new trick. My breadmaking skills have grown ten-fold with the written instruction of this master. Thanks, Peter!
Guest More than 1 year ago
This is an exquisite book that will improve your baking by demonstrating the why and how of breadmaking. The book is well thought-out and clear in its explanation of baking techniques and the science of baking. The recipes or formulas are not simply guides for something you bake once and then forget about. These are amazingly good baked goods, and you will, no doubt, find yourself coming back to this book again and again. Don't hesitate to buy it. It is clearly the best baking book in recent years.
Jim62 More than 1 year ago
Wow. After reading and cooking along with this book I have a much better understanding of what it means to bake bread. The science of bread baking is provided along with the recipes but that never gets in the way of the fun. The layout of the book allows you to skip around to different types of breads. Techniques are well documented with plenty of high quality photographs depicting each step. The bread was really good the first time trying a recipe. By the third effort, the bread was wonderful. I now enjoy bread more because I understand the impact of each step of bread baking. Wow.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Peter's methods are simple and precise. He is extremely descriptive and leaves no unanswered questions. His recipes and techniques are easy enough for the beginning baker, and can be utilized by any bakery. This is the best of its type in my collection. Thanks.
Guest More than 1 year ago
The Bread Baker's Apprentice continues from Crust & Crumb. It goes beyond Crust & Crumb by giving more information on how and why of the baking process. It empowers everyone to make fine artisan bread.
Orthodox_Baker More than 1 year ago
So here's my story: I visited several monasteries last year; and the baker at one of the monasteries said, "Oh, you want a good bread book? Look at this one." He opened the cabinet and pulled out one of two copies of this book. One was totally tattered - used daily for years. The other was brand new, because he wanted to get another copy that was easier to read. I bought three Reinhart books when I got back home. I've made several recipes from this book in the last month or two; all of them have come out marvelous. I particularly enjoyed the "Poolish Baguettes". I have been asked for several of the recipes already by folks who have tried the breads.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I recomend this book to anyone who is serious about bread making. It has indepth instructions. I have made several of the "formulas" and they have all turned out great. This book is not for someone who wants to make a quick loaf of bread, but for someone willing to study the book and follow the detailed instructions. Great variety also--you can learn to make many different types of bread. I reviewed many books on bread making before selecting this one--and although complicated to some degree, I feel it is an outstanding guide.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I greatly enjoyed reading it front to back, something I have not done with any other cook book (if one could call this a cook book). I now a much more confident baking by feel--rather than by strict recipies--and enjoy altering recipies to see what tastes better to me; however, this book gives me one problem in this area, I have trouble improving the excellent bread formulae in this book.
FrogPrincessuk on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
A really excellent bread guide. Lots of great recipes, particularly the breads of Europe. But this is a serious book, with a lot of recipes typically taking several days before they reach the oven. However the results are worth it.
Joybee on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
The best book about baking I have ever found. This book goes deep into the art and chemistry of making great bread. I recommend this to all new bakers who want to understand how to make good bread.
itbgc on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I think this is the best bread book ever. Great recipes include Light Wheat Bread, Napoletana Pizza Dough, Challah, Cinnamon and Sticky Buns, Cinnamon Raisin Walnut Bread, and best of all . . . Potato Rosemary Bread. Haven't had a loser recipe yet.
oriboaz on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
A great primer on breads. This is the bread book I recommend for someone who wants to learn how to bake bread. The instructions are clear and easy to follow. Many images throughout the book. Interesting recipes, although many are a little rich/sweet to my taste. Recipes are given both in volume and imperial weights. Unfortunately, metric measurements are not given. The shaping instructions are adequate, but I have seen better. Overall a fantastic book for the beginner and advanced baker alike.
Pool_Boy on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Very detailed, some recipes are time-consuming, but making most breads are so I don't see that as a problem. No duds from what's been made out of this book so far. Challenging, but rewarding too.
catmampbell on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
THis is the best bread cookbook I ever read. Really good recipes, easy to follow. And the technique of bread baking is really broken down and explained well.
lpg3d on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Excellent book for the serious bread maker. Damn my low-carb diet!
angray on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This is an iconic book. I discovered it almost by accident; one of those Amazon recommendations which, after doing some reading online, I realized was just what I was looking for, as I'd been wanting to start making bread at home for some time.As the title suggests, the book is an apprenticeship. Put yourself under Peter's authoritative care, listen to what he tells you, and you'll do just fine.The book is laid out in three sections. The first, "What is it About Bread?" is a personal story - Peter's account of the renaissance in artisan breadmaking in North America and of his winning the James Beard national bread competition in 1995.The second, "Deconstructing Bread: A Tutorial" is a thorough tutorial on the art of breadmaking.The final, "Formulas" are his recipes - from bagels, challa and ciabatta all the way to his famous Pain a l'Ancienne and wild yeast cultivation and usage in sourdoughs.I'm still exploring and learning from this book, and I know I'll continue to do so for years
dah_sab on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Since I bought this book I have been baking the same loaf of bread almost every night for eight years. I can't remember what it's called, but it's the one where you throw together flour, yeast, salt & ice water then let it rise in your refrigerator overnight. I've expermented with other recipes here, but this particular bread recipe is perfect. I just take a bit out each night for the one loaf I'm going to bake, and the whole recipe lasts us about five days or so. I wish I had the skill & patience to tackle some of the more involved recipes here, but I found the one I need & will be forever grateful, as is my wife.
kblaas on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
if you are a hard core, scientific baker, this is the book for you. I have yet to have a recipe come out perfectly, but I put that up to me being a bit lax on my timing and measuring. Baking with Julia is a more forgiving book for the amateur baker, but I plan on working up to this one with time and practice.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Way to bad
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is must have book. Everything is so clear explained and you cannot made mistakes.
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huckleberryfairy More than 1 year ago
Reading this book is like sitting in a classroom with a wonderful instructor. I want to keep reading but I also want to start baking!