Sunday, May 08, 2011

Anise and Dried Fig Bread..... and a small tribute to my mother

Spring Orchids and Lily of the Valley from our garden

Today people are celebrating their mothers by many varieties of tributes, thoughtful gifts and gestures. My mother has been gone a long time now, but never far away in my thoughts and always carried closely in my heart. She was a great lady, poised and graceful. One of her most enduring qualities, that many people remember her for, was as a wonderful home maker, cook and hostess. No, she never worked outside of our home, but she never stopped working to keep all four of us, her children and my father too, clothed, fed and educated in so many ways other than just what one learns in school. As a partner to my father, she was tireless with her support of his work as a minister, ever the wife looking after many details and leading the way with so many church projects and endlessly opening our home to many people along the way that found a nights rest or an outstanding meal and a kind word of support when it was needed. She was usually over shadowed by my father, whose personality and profession kept him in the spotlight, but naturally she could hold her own and did regularly. I'm fairly confident my love of cooking and cuisine is directly related to my mothers determination to have the best fried chicken and apple pie on the over burdened potluck tables at the church dinners of my youth. And it probably didn't hurt that my father was her best sampler and always sang her praises when it came to her cooking. His waistline was proof of that. But I think back to when she started to make bread on a regular basis and I think it really struck a chord for me, as she began with refrigerator rolls, like angel biscuits, that her mother gave me the recipe for and I still like to make on occasion, and whole wheat loaves. It really caught my interest because, well, because, it just plain tasted good. Store bought bread growing up was no treat and I had always felt indifferent to bread unless it was home made. When she got going on the whole wheat bread I was hooked. I soon was out of the house and on my own and started to make bread too, as I found that it really satisfied some basic yearning within me. I love the feel of the different textures of flours and the smell of the levito madre, or sour dough as we call it in the states, and the feel of the liveliness of the dough when it comes together. I always have a catch in my breath when the dough just has a feel of life to it. I don't know how else to explain it. Then there is the satisfaction when it comes out of the oven all brown, aromatic, and crackling as it cools and the crust starts to soften a little. The pride of a well made loaf is second only to eating it fresh or even better when given away to an appreciative receiver.
Mom and me with her 70th birthday cake I made her
This mothers day I made a couple of Fig and Anise loaves to great approval. We almost devoured one loaf this morning with a thick slathering of my apricot and rosemary jam on it. I was fearful that the other loaf wasn't going to make it to my mother in law, but it did. I think my in laws enjoyed it almost as much as we did. It's always a delight to see their eyes light up when I come over with a fresh loaf of bread. They are appreciative bread eaters and that makes a bakers heart dance. All these years later, it's still an endless journey and even though I have made thousands of loaves of bread over the years, there are still so many flavors and combinations  yet to discover. I have a few bread books that although I seem to use them frequently I never seem to exhaust all the possibilities. I find that I will use one book relentlessly for awhile, sometimes repeating the recipe several times in a row to try and get it to my satisfaction and then will move on to one of my other bread bibles and keep jumping around and some times just keep making my simple "daily bread" version endlessly.  This bread is Nancy Silverton's recipe and is really just about perfect. I might increase the anise slightly next time and if I had read the directions a little more closely I wouldn't have pureed all of the figs and would have left a few for a bit of flavor spikes here and there, but it is a delicious bread that would go great with prosciutto crudo and goat cheese as well as for breakfast with jam. Anyway you slice it, I think you will like it and do your mom proud. Thanks Mom for teaching me to be fearless in the kitchen and many other valuable lessons that have come in handy over the years. I wish I could share a slice with you right now, but will enjoy sharing it with some of the people that I love.
Anise Fig bread,
with an olive loaf on the right side
This is Nancy Silverton's recipe. I highly recommend buying the book for complete instructions and a full understanding of baking with a natural starter. I will give you the basic instructions and it helps if you are familiar baking with a sour dough starter. 

Anise Fig Bread
2 smallish loaves approximately 1 pound or 500g

10 oz (1 1/2c ) dried figs
4 T hot water
4 oz (1/2c cool water 70*F
2 tsp instant dry yeast (.6oz /or 1 cake fresh yeast)
9 oz (1c) white sour dough starter (mine does not have a sour taste to it)
12 oz (3 c) white bread four
3 3/4 (6T) sugar, I used brown Demerara
1 1/2 tsp  sea salt
1/2 tsp anise seed, I think I would go 1 tsp next time
2 T polenta or corn meal
oil, I used olive

Cut up the dried figs into small pieces, placing about  1/3- 1/2 of the figs in a small food processor with the hot water and blend till smooth. ( I actually didn't really read this correctly and blended all of the figs and the bread turned out fine)
You can mix the bread up in a stan mixer, but I did it by hand with good results.
Place the flour, yeast, sugar in a bowl and lightly mix together. Then add the cool water, white starter and mix till smooth and pliable.
Add the salt, and mix till fully incorporated and smooth again.
Add the pureed figs, the fig pieces, anise seeds, and polenta. MIxing until it is smooth and very pliable. 
Lightly oil the dough, place in a covered plastic container and let rise for a couple of hours before putting it into the refrigerator overnight.
The next day remove fromt he refrigerator and divide into 2 equal pieces. Lightly pull the sides down and into the middle of the dough. Lay the dough rough side up on a lightly floured surface and shape the dough into either a round boule or a slightly oblong loaf. I have a variety of baskets that I used lined with   canvas/ light cotton muslin that I line the baskets with, then sprinkle it generously with flour and place the bread in the baskets to let them rise. I turn them completely around on all edges to lightly cover them with flour so they don't stick to the material while rising. The top of the loaf is down in the bottom of the basket, the rough bottom is facing toward you and then I fold the extra material loosely over the dough and place both of the loaves in a roomy plastic bag and leave them in a warm room to rise.  It can take 3-4 ours to rise till there is a light feel to the dough when you poke it with a finger to see if it has risen. 
Preheat your oven to as high as it will go and just before putting your loaves in pour some water in the bottom to create steam. Close the door and let the temperature rise again. Bring the dial down to 200*C or 450* F. 
Flip your dough out onto a sheet pan. I usually use a silicon pad or baking paper to insure it doesn't stick to the pan.  Slash the tops of your with a razor if you have it or a very sharp knife with an x for rounds and long slashes for oblong loaves or any way that you like and put in the oven. Take another bit of water and throw it int the bottom to create some steam and then leave it shut for at least 20 minutes before checking it again to insure a good rise.  Check on it rotating the loaves if necessary for an even browning and cook for at least 35 minutes. This loaf gets quite dark but that is a good thing. I used regular light colored dried figs and it was quite dark due to the sugar and natural sugar of the figs. If you use black figs, it will get even darker, so don't be afraid that you are burning it. It will taste great really.
Anise Fig Bread

4 comments:

bellini said...

This is a wonderful tribute to your mom and to moms everywhere. Happy Mothers Day!!

Anonymous said...

MARLA HOW LUCKY YOU AND YOUR MOM WHERE TO HAVE EACH OTHER I LOVE YOUR TENDER SMILE IN YOUR PICTURE WITH HER ON HER SEVENTIES BIRTHDAY, THAT IS US IN 12 MONTH :)I CAN'T BELIEVE I HAVE SURVIVED THIS LONG :)
I DID NOT HAVE A LOVING FAMILY WW2 SAW TO THAT HUNGER AND BOMBING THREATS PLUS PAPPA AT THE ITALIEN FRONT. MAMMA MIA, EVERY CHILD NEEDS A LOVING MOTHER.
GOD BLESS YOU AND YOUR MOM
AND THANKS FOR SHARING YOUR STORY WITH US. WE DO LOVE BREAD AS MUCH AS YOU DO MY HUSBAND HAS NOW STARTED TO GRIND OUR FLOUR AND IT IS SUCH A GIFT TO ME TO WATCH HIM "CHEFING" MILLE GRACIE, YOUR TINA

HideAway Haven said...

What a loving special tribute to your Mum :-) Enjoyed reading the story.

Bella Baita View said...

Thank all of you for your interest and kind words.

Tina, I think all families have tensions and bumps along the way as we are juman and think differently, but finding how to let people be exactly who they are and still love them is a daily challenge for all of us I think. It's great the glen is grinding your flour and baking bread. Would love to have a mill some day myself.
Again thank you all.

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