Since moving to the East Coast I have had to rethink the way I bake. In Utah, I felt that I could bake just about anything I wanted. I knew the consistency that was needed. If something didn't turn out right I could fix it. The humidity and low altitude here make everything so different.
I have a friend who has had Celiac Disease since she was a baby. It was her birthday this last week and she had a get together. She asked me to make gluten free hamburger buns. I had never made them before and didn't have any trusted recipes for them. But, I was excited to try something new. The recipe that I found did not work. First the batter was too runny and then too grainy. Finally, when I was kneading it, I had to add in almost another 2 cups of flour to even work with it. More things went wrong and I ended up with these gorgeous... bricks. They were so heavy! So I brought them to the party and we had a good laugh. Now, I have a bowl of very heavy buns that I plan on using for stuffing this Thanksgiving. Yay for being resourceful!
I guess I just wanted to share this frustration with you. I've been gluten free for 3 years and I thought I was getting the hang of it. This is my opportunity to learn more. There's a great analogy to life here I'm sure. When you feel prideful and you think you can do anything then God sends you a little reminder of how much you rely on him, even for your bread. What a great opportunity to grow and develop my baking talent.
I hope you are all enjoying your summer. Remember not to let any heavy buns ruin your day. :)
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