Many years ago, I really thought I knew what I was doing in the kitchen. Mind you, this was before I had opportunity to work in many restaurants, travel, go to culinary school, eat foreign foods (sometimes in foreign lands!) – in short before any of my real culinary education began.
Getting fixated on a wonderful photo of a French Bread recipe, I just had to make it. Had to. Only thing was, it seemed like far too much salt… so I didn’t add it all. (I may have even used less than half….) It’s the only time I’ve ever made French Bread at home, and I have to say, it was beautiful. Too bad it had no taste.
Now I know: salt = taste.
I like to remind myself of this story; to remember that sometimes, esp in baking, you just have to follow instructions. And to always have some humility in life.
Here’s hoping your bread tastes as good as it looks!