I used to make my own bread for a long time, so it was more or less second nature with most of the recipes and the techniques right in my head. My son recently asked me to try making English muffins, and I was struggling with the less-than-desirable results. This weekend, the light dawned. The extremely low humidity (10% yesterday!) was the problem - so I've had to do some experimenting and recipe adjusting to get the baking results I wanted.
He finally got a dozen beautiful, home-made Cracked Whole Wheat English muffins, and I got "relief" from the angst of thinking I'd lost my touch with yeast and breads.
Just one of those little things that makes life in the dry Southwest interesting.
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