If you read my last post you know I caught the Kitchenaid on fire making challah. I want to make more challah. Freshly baked challah smells heavenly. I tried making it by hand the week after I killed the appliance. The recipe called for 7 cups of flour but it was so sticky I kept adding more flour and ended up with at least 14 cups. It was hard to knead by hand and the texture from the cooked bread showed it.
I really want another mixer machine. I once had a bread machine. The idea was you had to dumb all the ingredients into the machine drum and presto ernesto after a few hour you had bread. All I had was a weird tasting funny shaped loaf with a mixer piece baked into it. Feh
I don’t want a bread maker. I can put the dough in the oven myself. I need a mixer. A machine that will let me effortlessly create challah, birthday cakes, banana bread, cookies, cheesecake and brownies. All to be eaten in moderation of course!
The machine I want needs to hold 14 cups of flour. This way I can make many loaves of challah at once and freeze the rest of the dough for the next 2 weeks. The way I see it, with a 6 quart bowl I could make bread every 3 weeks.
Here’s the problem, these machines are sooooo expensive. Like $500 expensive. It just seems like an awful lot of dough to make dough. The machine that burned was a Walmart Kitchenaid basic model that my lovely German friend left me when she moved back (something about a plug issue). It’s more reasonably priced at around $250 but I don’t think it was meant for mixing dough. Not enough power and I am not dumb enough to try that again.
I saw the machine of my dreams at a friend’s home. Here it is. Drool….. The beauty of the this one is the machine mixes from the bottom not the top. Less messy and easier to make bread dough. It all also has an 800 watt motor. Wow!
What do you think?
I suck at baking. I have had more baking disasters then I
care to mention. I have actually
scraped cream cheese for a cheese cake that flew out of my bowl and landed on
the floor, back into the bowl and served it.
I have ruined homemade granola, cookies, cakes, icing, muffins, premade
challah dough and even rice Krispie squares.
I tried to candy maple syrup once and it boiled over the pot, over the stove
and on to the floor. I can’t properly
whip butter even with a Kitchenaid.
The reason why I am such a terrible baker is because I don’t
like following directions and have no patience.
I also hate using more than one bowl.
I really detest mixing the dry ingredients in one and the wet in another. I enjoy making recipes up and not following
directions. You can not do that with
baking. It’s a science and everything
needs to be measured properly, put into the bowls in the correct order and
baked at the right temperature for the right amount of time. As you can see, there is a lot places where
one screw up the recipe.
I really wish it weren’t this way. I really want to be a baker. I want
to make my own wholesome snacks for my children. I want to stop buying junk in little packages
for their lunch boxes. My kids beg for
me to bake for them. This winter I even
tried to become a half baker. I bought this muffin mix from Loblaws. It’s reasonably healthy and fairly easy to
make. But, after a few batches it became
boring and no one was eating them.
I know several people who are ‘bakers’. They make wonderful homemade baked goods for
their kids effortlessly. I like going to
their houses. Unfortunately, we don’t get too many invites these days because
my kids devour all their homemade goodies.
In the olden days there was no such thing as store bought
baked goods. Granted, women used to keep
house and part of their daily work was creating the family meal plan from
scratch. Today it is all about
convenience and time saving techniques.
I have grown up that way too. My
mother worked and baked only on occasion.
My grandmother didn’t work but also only baked on occasion.
Ironically, as I sit here writing this my kid just got
dropped off by my mother with a tin of homemade oatmeal chocolate chip cookies
that she made. From a nutrition
perspective, regularly eating a ton of baked goods will surely end up on your
waistline. It’s all about moderation. I just ate 2 of my mother’s cookies and
tossed the rest into the freezer. I will
put them in my kid’s lunch boxes instead of those dreaded Bear Paws.
The question is, would you pay a premium to have someone else
bake for you? I would! Stay tuned for
Friday and to find about a new supplier.