We drove back from New Orleans yesterday, trying to beat the storm which was supposed to smite Pork Smith, only it didn't. But it's just as well, b/c now we can hole up and write away. I'm gnawing away at revisions (I have finally decided how to fix a couple of novels) and Herr Doctor Delagar is working on his new novel. Outside, the sky is low and white; inside, the house, which has zero insulation, is filled with huddled, well-wrapped writers, burrowed dogs, and the scent of coffee and baking bread. Perfect writing weather.
I'm making bagels today; HDD is making French bread. Later, some nice beef vegetable soup.
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Would you be willing to share your French bread recipe? I have yet to find one that turns out well.
It's HDD's French Bread -- he uses the recipe in Julia Child's Mastering the Art of French Cooking. All I know about it is that it takes him all morning. But it is excellent! I don't really like any other bread except his now.
I'm am going to have to try it then. Thanks!
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