No, it is POSSIBLE. You have to use your creativity and imagination AND a little help from GFJules! I thought cooking bread on a boat or in an RV was impossible. Really I have to admit I failed handmade bread making 101. I could never get my bread to rise, and it always ended up like a rock, or I had to throw it out. Thus, my bread machine, but taking the monster on the boat was not possible due to space.
I searched the web for some ideas and happened upon Jules’s site. I wrote her and explained who I was and what I did, and she was gracious enough to send me a free sample of her super award-winning bread flour. I thought, how the heck will I make this without a bread machine on my boat? Plus, it’s been cold as heck this time of the year on the canals, and it’s impossible to find a warm spot to let the dough rise (let alone warm my toes). I came up with the coolest solution, or should I say the warmest solution, and it was AMAZING!
Ok, so…I used gfJules bread mix and added a few seeds!
I mixed the wet ingredients in my immersion blender bowl attachment and slowly poured it over the mix.
Once all was incorporated, I placed it on a cutting board with a little tapioca flour and kneaded it 4 or 5 times.
I plugged in my crockpot and turned it on low. I used foil to create a band to shape my loaf of bread. Check out the baking paper liner. Make sure the baking paper extends beyond the top of the crockpot.
I placed the kneaded dough into the prepared crockpot. I pressed on a few more seeds and sprinkled them with Himalayan salt. I placed the lid on and let it rise for 1 hour. Turn off the crockpot after 30 minutes. It will stay warm.
The extended baking paper helped me lift the RAISED bread to my baking sheet.
Be sure to trim the baking paper before sliding it into the baking oven.
I baked it for 1 hours and checked it with a knife before taking it out.
This was so yummy and delicious. Thanks, Jules!!!!!
This worked so well that my faith in handmade bread has been restored …now I will experiment with making handmade bread using my Grain-free Cassava Century Bread!
I'm Melinda Stevens and living the life of a beach bum was inevitable since my father was a lifeguard for the city of Los Angeles. My memories of growing up on John Street in Manhattan Beach, California were filled with joy, excitement and adventures; until my world, as I knew it, fell apart when we moved to Del Mar, California. My father was offered the position as Captain of the lifeguards and we started the slow migration to the small deserted stretch of beach in 1963. At twelve years old, this seemed like the end of my life. Remember, I’m writing with clear hindsight now, ok somewhat clearer… Little did I know this would be the beginning of a new journey and give a bit more clarity to many of the events that led me to this new cooking adventure.
Wow looks so good Nice work. Can’t wait to have some. Love Melissa ❤️
Yes, will get this mastered for sure! Thanks for the positive comments. Wish you were here to come to the Demonstration Saturday.