The handsome young Diego, an accomplished swimmer, was swept out to sea one sunny afternoon. After a day and a half of searching by the coast guard and Carabinieri, Diego’s father said stop, there’s no point looking anymore, he’s gone.
There is absolutely nothing more delicious than a slice of home-made bread, fresh from the oven, slavered with butter. No way can you get a store-bought loaf that will taste this good. Not even in the bakery of a small village on the Italian island of Ischia!
Earlier I posted directions for making “no-knead” bread, which works perfectly, but then I gave some thought to skipping a few steps to vastly simplify the process. So here it is, a wholly minimalist and trouble free recipe.