I wish these were home grown, but they were next best…Berkeley Bowl.
Focaccia was a lot more work than my usual lazy-bread recipe. Nick woke up at 2:30 this morning for work, so sleep was in short supply. I nearly put olive oil in my coffee a couple of times.
But I diligently avoided it…I mixed…
…and I waited patiently as it rose…
…and I jabbed it with my fingers, and I gleefully dunked olive oil (not coffee!) all over it.
So far so good. But — sigh of exhaustion mingled with disappointment– yellow tomato, there was no room for you!
Recipe and a taste report to follow! See you soon!