Despite the shiny eyes, these are not Zombies. Last weekend, this blues band, brought an early Mardi Gras to Oaxaca. It is a diverse group, hailing from the US, Mexico, El Salvador, and Israel. (It's nice to have another Israeli in town.) The cover included a bowl of gumbo, cooked by the band leader Eric (in brown), and some mezcal to wash it down. The mixed crowd of young Oaxaquenos and elderly expats, had a very good time.
The link below is a short video from the event. A surprise comes at about one minute into the clip.
Click to watch video
The Baker's Son
A new bakery opened in town. I was thrilled by their breads,
befriended the baker, and renewed my dormant baking practice.
My emphasis was on whole-wheat, sourdough, bread. It is dark, dense, and has a tangy flavor. The challenge is to increase the fluffiness of this tasty loaf, and I was making a slow and steady progress toward that goal. However yesterday, Doron provided me with Zen moment. He sent a photo (Left) of his beautifully crafted loaf, which is mostly white flour. It looked so good, and sounded so yummy, that I had to copy it. My loaf (below) lacks Doron's artistic scoring and decoration, but I am not ashamed. It came out nice and airy, note the holes in the crumb. It has a thin but crispy crust, and an hunger-inducing aroma. Can't wait for tomorrow's breakfast.
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