I also tried my hand at making "No Knead Bread" which I found on Angry Chicken blog... thanks! I made my first loaf and baked it in a pasta pot (since I didn't have a Dutch Oven) and if I do say so, it came out beautifully!
Of course it was met with an appropriate amount of eye rolling by the male species that inhabit my living space but just like many other miracles, there were only a few crumbs left by bedtime. It was so easy I decided to try it again the next night, this time mixing in fresh rosemary and garlic. Into the pasta pot and out popped wonderful loaf of rustic bread that tasted as good as it smelled. Neighbor and I stood at the kitchen counter and ate a slice still warm, with butter melting through the holes. Then we went outside to check on the plants and the garden. I returned to find the bread MISSING! I called up to the males, "Do you have my bread?" To which the reply was, "Ah, No" and then I see the Dog curled up in the corner attempting to make his large self invisible. I called Neighbor on the phone to say, "We've been Breadnapped, and I think the dogs probably don't need to eat dinner tonight!" Neighbor's dog Libby is a professional kitchen counter thief, with the ability to steal things (chicken breasts, sandwiches) in the blink of an eye. Bo (aka Dog), whom I've no doubt shared in the consumption of the bread, is not nearly that clever or daring (typical male) and only attempts counter thievery when no one is home and generally leaves the tell-tale wrapper in a very conspicuous place.
