Reader, I Killed It

I thought I’d make bread for lunch. (It’s a semi-retirement day.)  The idea occurred to me too late, so I decided to try the bread-machine’s fast-bake setting.  I measured my ingredients carefully, but evidently not carefully enough.  It came out underdone: solid, squishy, and pale. Pasty – as in complexion, not the Cornish kind.

I could fix this. Into the oven it went, and then I sat down to reply to Checkatrade.  My dealings with them have been wholly positive. (More than can be said about one of their traders, but let’s not go there.) I composed one of my best replies, because I do appreciate the care they’ve taken with my complaint.

My nose alerted me to a problem. I had forgotten about the underdone loaf.  ‘Well-fired’ is a thing in Scottish bread products, admittedly.  But I’m no’ Scottish, and I can tell a burnt loaf when I smell it.

Ah, well. I sent my email, and the dead bread proved surprisingly edible. I won’t be using ‘fast-bake’ again.  Neither will I  bake it myself – I’ll just stick to what I know!