Want to know what a sack of s#&t looks like? It looks
like Benjamin. So he was finally back at work today...that’s like a week and a
half. And turns out he wasn’t sick but fell down the stairs or whatever and
hurt his knee. Shit, I’ve worked with sprained ankles and after dentist’s
appointments and stuff before...I don’t let small things hold me back.
Man he was slooooooow. And he was making mistakes. And
pissing Alexandre off which is never a good thing. Like for the poolish he just
weighed off the water, yeast and flour together but didn’t mix it. Wtf? And
forgot to shape epis at the normal time so they weren’t ready when one usual
customer came for them.
I didn’t sleep at all last night. Apart from a 2-3 hour nap
in the afternoon I didn’t really sleep. I stayed awake talking to Magen. She’s
a girl that studied with Nicholas, my brother, and we never really spoke before
but since about 2 months ago we started talking every day and now she is just
part of my life. I literally stayed up until my alarm went off to get up. And
even then I didn’t want to stop talking to her. It’s really amazing when you
meet someone that you can have endless conversations with.
I think if it wasn’t for her company, Lyon would’ve made me
miserable by now. She makes me more aware of my actions and beliefs and
stimulates me intellectually and challenges me constantly. Every day brings us
closer and I can’t wait to get to hang out with her in Dec when she is down to
visit.
So even though I didn’t sleep, I had a coffee and a
croissant with frangipani and just owned today. I was on the oven and was
pumping stuff out left and right. Sack of s#&t was slow again, nothing new
there. I can see he really pisses Alex off as well...
I made my brioche recipe yesterday and shaped it today so
we’ll get to do a taste comparison tomorrow. Now I just want to make ginger
beer!!!
Ah and we made gingerbread houses today and started cutting
out gingerbread men...the recipe was a nice end product, with Alexandre adding
some minced dried orange peel which really lifted the flavour. Although my
favourite is still the German lebkuchen.
Nothing beats that...I could eat it until I enter a food coma.
It was really cool to see how the houses got made and I
helped put together the chimneys. We used melted isomalt as the glue. It works
like sugar but doesn’t crystallise; oh and it burns like sugar too. F*** me I
had forgotten what that felt like. So there was a lot of swearing going
on...and if you ever watch peoples reaction when there’s sudden pain they
always swear in a native language... lately I swear in French but that time I
was swearing in English and Afrikaans J
even tried teaching Alexandre some words but French people struggle with the
hard, guttural sounds..
Anyway, so 60 houses down, now we just need to do 40 more
and make the bigger houses. But as for gingerbread men, we cut out about
50...and we need 600. So it’s over 200kg of dough we need to make; that’s a lot
of gingerbread men.
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