I call this recipe a lazy one because I feel like I’m
betraying some cook’s oath by using a bread maker. It makes me embarrassed when
people ask “did you make this from scratch?” because I don’t feel like I have
done. Just in the same way that I feel guilty when people praise a meal I’ve
made from a recipe. It’s not like I did any work, I just followed instructions.
You couldn’t boast you made a table “from scratch” if you picked up a flat pack
from Ikea. I don’t really think cooking is that
mechanical a process, but whenever I see a chef on TV making a cake in a mixer,
rather than with a spoon, I can’t help but think they’re missing the point.
Anyway, the reason I use a bread maker? Borderline O.C.D. dad. If I’m seen to
be kneading dough on a worktop, with flour going everywhere, my dad freaks out.
So out comes my robot helper, and the only mess is a pan to wash.
