Buttermilk Wheat and Rye Bread

When my father built our house north of Hayward, he hired a carpenter to build the kitchen cabinets. My mother told him what she needed in her kitchen. Her specifications included a flour bin large enough to hold twenty-five pounds of flour, a scoop and flour sifter. The bin was wedge shaped and pivoted on the bottom so Mom could tip it forward, scoop out the flour she needed and then tip the bin back out of the way. It looked like the other cabinet doors, except that the pull was horizontal rather than vertical.

Flour bins were still common when I was growing up in the 1940’s and 50’s. Flour came in cotton sacks that held twenty-five pounds. Besides plain white sacks, the mills began using printed fabric in a wide variety of colors and patterns for flour sacks so thrifty housewives could turn them into clothes and other useful items.

Jerri remembers the flour sack dresses her mother made for her. Esther was a careful and talented seamstress, so Jerri’s dresses compared well with those worn by the other girls she played with. Once her mother made matching pink and white floral dresses for her and Jerri. My mother knitted and crocheted. She was not a seamstress, so she didn’t make dresses for my sisters. However, she did use her old Singer sewing machine to make flour sack aprons, dish towels, curtains and pillowcases.

Flour sack pillowcases were standard but they were not as nice as the smooth percale pillowcase my mother used when she wanted to keep her hair looking nice. Jerri still chuckles when she recalls the story of an exchange between her cousin Bruce and her Aunt Hilda.

Bruce began the conversation with a request. “Mom, could I have a pillowcase?”

Surprised, his mother asked, “Did I forget to put one on your pillow?”

“Yes. It’s just a flour sack,” he lamented.

Though it was never a flour sack, I have a pillowcase that reminds me of those I slept on for many years. I have enjoyed fly fishing for trout since I was a boy. A year or so after we built our cabin along a trout stream my mother made me a pillowcase from fabric with a trout fishing pattern. The material is soft but not as smooth as percale. I love it.

I love to bake bread too. Here is a recipe that I came up with when I asked Jerri what kind of bread I should bake. We had nearly finished the second loaf of an old fashioned white bread I had baked the week before and she suggested, “How about something with whole wheat or rye flour?”

Our No-Knead bread uses a cup of rye flour and my Cabin Wheat Bread recipe calls for whole wheat flour, but I decided to try a combination of wheat and rye flours. We like this bread a lot.

INGREDIENTS:

1/2 cup lukewarm water
1/8 tsp. sugar
1 package or 2 1/4 tsp. active dry yeast
1 cup whole wheat flour
1 cup rye flour
4 to 4 1/2 cups all purpose flour, divided
2 tsp. salt
2 cups buttermilk
3 T butter
3 T honey
1 egg

PROCEDURE:

Put 1/2 cup lukewarm water (100º to 110º) in a cup with 1/8 teaspoon sugar and stir in the yeast. While the yeast is proofing, heat the buttermilk to lukewarm and melt the butter. Blend the whole wheat and rye flours with a cup of all-purpose flour and the salt in a large mixing bowl.

Stir the buttermilk, yeast, honey and butter into the dry ingredients until you have a thick but pourable batter. If necessary, add a little more water. Cover the bowl and set it in a warm place for an hour. You are making a sponge.

After the hour has elapsed, the sponge should have at least doubled in bulk and have some bubbles on top. If it doesn’t look like that, let it continue working for another half hour or so. Stir in a cup of all-purpose flour followed by another half to three-quarter cup to make a dough that begins to pull away from the sides of the bowl.

Scrape the dough out on to a well floured surface and and turn it with a spatula or baker’s scraper to cover the surface with flour. Knead until the dough is smooth and satiny, five to seven minutes. Return it to a greased bowl, turn it to cover the dough lightly with grease, and cover the bowl with a damp towel. Let the dough rise in a warm draft-free place until it has doubled in bulk.

Grease two five by nine inch loaf pans with vegetable shortening.

Tip the risen dough onto a lightly floured surface and and knead it for five or six turns, then divide it in half and form two loaves. The easiest way to form the loaves is to flatten each half of dough and roll it into a nine by 12 inch rectangle. Roll up the rectangles into nine inch logs, sealing the edges and place them seam-side down in the pans. Cover them with a damp towel and set them in a warm draft-free spot to rise.

While the loaves are rising preheat the oven to 400º.  When the loaves have risen slightly above the tops of the pans, beat the white of an egg with two teaspoons of cold water and paint the tops of the loaves. Make three or four angled cuts a quarter inch deep across each loaf with a sharp knife. Place the loaves on the center rack in the hot oven After ten minutes, reduce the heat to 350º and bake approximately twenty-five minutes longer.

When the twenty-five minutes are up, tip the loaves out of the pans and tap them on the bottom. If the loaves sound hollow, the bread is done. You can also test for doneness with an instant-read thermometer inserted into the center of the loaves. When it reads 200º, your bread is done. If you want a firmer crust, turn off the oven and let the loaves bake directly on the oven rack another five minutes. Cool them on a wire rack before slicing.

NOTES: Making the sponge with buttermilk gives the bread a hint of sourdough. If you want to emphasize this flavor, try letting the sponge work a few hours longer or even overnight.

Jim’s Raw Apple Bread

Kahil Gibran’s masterpiece, The Prophet, is a book that draws me back every few weeks. It is a poetic work of philosophy, much like another of my favorites, Ecclesiastes, in the Old Testament. The book is structured as a series of requests asked of the prophet by the people of the city when they learn that he is leaving to return to his homeland.

Almustafa, the prophet, has been waiting twelve years for a ship to come for him, and the people have come to respect his wisdom. Knowing that he is about to leave them, they ask for guidance about birth, death and everything in between. One old man, an innkeeper, asks about eating and drinking. After saying that he wishes that one did not need to live off other creatures, the prophet explains that one should eat and drink reverently. Here is part of his answer:

‘….And when you crush an apple with your teeth, say to it in your heart,
“Your seeds shall live in my body,
And the buds of your tomorrow shall blossom in my heart,
And your fragrance shall be my breath,
And together we shall rejoice through all the seasons.”’

I was in college when I first encountered Gibran, but his reference to the fragrance of apples took me back to my childhood. I can still remember how wonderful our basement smelled after we stored the apples from our annual trip to Bayfield every fall.

There were a few farmsteads with an apple tree or two near Hayward, and my grandmother Hopp had a big crabapple tree that usually bore a good crop of “pickling crabs,” but the climate in northern Wisconsin then was not very hospitable to apple trees. That didn’t stop my mother from planting apple trees she ordered from various catalogs and magazine ads. Long after I had left home, she found a couple of varieties that gave her enough apples for a few pies and various other apple desserts.

I’m sure that she made apple bread, but this recipe is from James Beard’s Beard on Bread. I call it Jim’s Raw Apple Bread for two reasons. First, James Beard was Jim to his close friends. I cannot claim any right to such familiarity, but, second, I do know other men named Jim, and one of them supplied the apples for our apple bread this year.

I enjoy walking in New Richmond. Walking is good exercise, and it also provides one with a leisurely opportunity to see things that are not always apparent while hurrying through the city in a car or even on a bicycle. Some of my more interesting encounters have involved an eagle, deer (several does and one time a magnificent ten point buck) and a black bear.

On a walk a few years ago I noticed some beautiful apples on a tree overhanging an alley not far from our house. This year I gathered the courage to knock on the front door of house with the apples which looked prime for picking. When the householder answered the door I introduced myself and asked if he would mind if I picked a few of his apples. He told me to pick all I needed and said that he picked them mostly to take to his mother-in-law. “I fill a pie plate with apples and take it to her. In a few hours the plate comes back filled with a delicious apple pie.” He also told me his name was Jim.

So here is the recipe for Jim’s Raw Apple Bread. It is particularly easy to make, since you don’t even peel the apples, and it’s not as sweet as some other apple breads. If you use nice red apples like the ones from Jim’s apple tree, you will end up with a particularly lovely bread to share with family and friends.

INGREDIENTS:

1/2 cup butter
1 cup granulated sugar
2 large eggs
2 cups all-purpose flour
1/2 tsp. salt
1/2 tsp. baking soda
1 tsp. baking powder
2 T buttermilk
1 cup coarsely chopped unpeeled apples
1/2 cup coarsely chopped walnuts
1 tsp. vanilla

PROCEDURE:

An hour or so before you begin making this cake, bring a stick of butter to room temperature. While the butter is softening, you can wash and chop a cup of apples. Remove the seeds and cores, but leave the peels. You can also mix the salt, soda and baking powder with the flour while the butter softens.

Preheat the oven to 350º and grease a nine by five-inch loaf pan.

Cream the softened butter. Slowly cream in the sugar and then beat in the eggs. Sift about a third of the dry ingredients into the sugar mixture and beat well. Beat in a tablespoon of buttermilk, then another third of the flour, then the second tablespoon of buttermilk. Beat in the remainder of the flour followed by the vanilla. Fold in the apples and nuts.

Put the batter into the pan and bake on a center shelf for fifty to sixty minutes. Test for doneness at fifty minutes. A toothpick inserted near the center of the loaf will come out clean when the bread is done.

Let the bread cool in the pan for five or six minutes, then loosen it and carefully transfer the bread to a rack. Let it cool completely before slicing.

NOTES: If you don’t have any buttermilk in your refrigerator, you can substitute sour milk. To make it, put two scant tablespoons of milk in a cup and stir in a half teaspoon of vinegar or lemon juice. Let the mixture sit for a few minutes, then use it like the buttermilk.

James Beard says you can use either walnuts or pecans. We prefer walnuts for this bread.