Mia: It's a wango?
No...It's my halfway celebration!
#50 Focaccia Pugliese with Mozzarella
This bread will (hopefully) be the point of the story where I go from the frumpy, sad, wanna-be baker to the beautiful, talented, actual baker. (Not to be confused with a professional baker or a master baker.) As we all know, the makeover scene or montage is a crucial point in any girl movie.
"I don't want to rule my own country, I just want to pass the tenth grade."
If I was grading myself on this bread, I say it was an A+. Truly spectacular. I mean so delicious that everyone that tried it made the most terrific yummy noises. It was music to my ears...and I just realized what a bizarre saying that is. Anything is music to my ears. Music can be anything. Music can be
"nothing". (See 4'33".) But I digress.
I had to crumble mozzarella for this bread and while time-consuming it was not painful or difficult like grating 5oz of parmesan or zesting 6 oranges. I used less cheese than was called for but more cheese that I should eat, so we'll call that a wash. Plus, it was just a topping.
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My actual bread(s). So pretty, so tasty. I cut them up into breadsticks and I may enjoy some tomorrow with marinara sauce. I will most definitely make this again. Even the bread part was delicious. Better than all my previous focaccias.
"Goodbye, trolley people!"
All quotes from The Princess Diaries.