The two girls I'd be living with were described as "sporty." We joked that it sounded like I was responding to a personal ad ("two sporty Swiss girls looking for a like-minded female roommate"). Anyway, sporty was a good description to go off, but what would have really sealed the deal is knowing that one was a MASTER BAKER. The Swiss know how to make a good pastry, so when the word "master" is in the title, I think that's a very good sign.
When I left for my ride yesterday this was the scene in the kitchen:
And, when I returned, it was bread carnage. Not sure where the other loaf of "Zopf" went...
2 comments:
Maybe your roommate can come up with a gluten free version of this for me? That would be pretty awesome :)
Andrew says that surely Adam would bake for you, no? He is too lazy to make a comment himself... haha
I'm not sure gluten free is possible...maximum fluffiness is a key for Zopf!
Adam once baked me a batch of biscotti. Here is how that unfolded:
Me: I have to run out now, can you remove the biscotti from the oven in 4 mins?
Adam: Sure.
Me: Do you want me to set a timer to remind you?
Adam: No, I got it, 4 mins.
I return home to a smokey kitchen and Adam frantically baking a fresh batch :)
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