My recipe book collection is steadily growing. 2 of my most
recent acquisitions were stumbled across while I was on a day trip to the Lake
District. Added bonus; they only cost me £1.40 each. So, flicking through one
of the books, I pulled out a recipe that I fancied doing.
I also picked the recipe for “London Buns” because it was
one featuring caraway seeds, an ingredient that had come up in bready
discussion recently as one that was very traditional in English baking. I’d
never used them in anything myself before and required a good sniff before
starting... my best description of them is as something between fennel and
mint. Random ingredient sniffing done, it was on to the actual baking.
Which didn’t go entirely according to plan. The recipe was
written in pounds and ounces, which wasn’t really an issue because it had a
conversion table in the back. But then I also think that the recipe wasn’t
written quite right. Or maybe that my memory is so shocking that, from turning
from the conversion table back to the recipe page, I forgot the amount and
weighed it out slightly wrong. Even then, I think I was only out by 50g...
which doesn’t account for the problems I had with the milk.
I weighed out my flour (slightly wrongly, but just put that
to the back of your mind for the moment), added the rest of the dry mix (salt,
nutmeg, candied peel and caraway seeds) and then got on with the wet mix. This
told me to cream the yeast with the sugar... which I didn’t like the sound of,
because I’ve read that too much sugar slows the yeast down. So, instead, I
mixed the yeast with the milk (4 fluid ounces... pay attention, this will
become important), then added the caster sugar and melted butter. So far, so
not following the recipe.
The wet mix then went into the dry and I began to mix. The
recipe implied that I should end up with a soft and pliable dough.... which
there wasn’t a hope in hell of with the amount of milk that I originally added.
After repeated trips to the fridge (for the milk) and the microwave (to warm
said milk up), in the process doing my usual stunt of getting dough all over
the kitchen, I eventually got the dough to something resembling soft and
elastic. But it did mean that I’d tripled the amount of milk that the original
recipe had specified, although it did take it up to a ratio of flour to fluid
that I was more familiar with. All this milk adding, and the fact that the
dough had been so tight to start off with, meant that I’d been kneading for
something like half an hour. I’m going to have some good arm muscles by the end
of all this baking.
The dough went away to double in size. After 1 hour of being
in the mildly warm conservatory, it didn’t appear to have risen at all. But,
the oven had just been finished with a was cooling down, so mum suggested I
shove it in there with the door ajar. Now, we had a little bit of movement, but
the oven cooled down quick. With my oven being a fan oven, however, it has some
very low settings... so, with fingers crossed, I turned the oven back on and
checked on the dough regularly. Hurrah! The upward movement of the dough
actually started to happen and it doubled in size about an hour later than
expected.
I turned out the dough and started to divide it into 12, but
I fancied being accurate with something for a change and so weighed all the
pieces so that they were even. Each got formed into a ball and I used the
opportunity to try a little ambidextrous ball rolling. They then went onto a
greased baking tray, got covered and went back in the slightly warm oven. It
felt a bit weird to be sticking them in the oven at this stage but they seemed
to do alright. Probably wouldn’t be a good idea with something with a higher
fat content, because they got a tad sweaty, but they did puff up nicely.
I took them out of the oven before I preheated it. For that
reason, and because they needed brushing with egg yolk. 10 minutes at 220°C
left them as little domes topped with a deep-brown shiny patch where the glaze
had been.
Cutting into them half an hour later (I’m beginning to know
how long I have to leave the bread
before I can hack into it), the pocket of air bubbles were quite tightly
packed, which didn’t surprise me after the problems I’d had with the amount of
liquid in the dough, but not so dense that they weren’t soft. The flavour from
the caraway seeds came through... and I’ll stick with my original judgement of
them being somewhere between fennel and mint. The bit that didn’t seem to make
much a difference was the candied peel; the amount in the recipe seemed a bit
stingy and I’d say that you could probably put more in if you’re a particular
peel fan... you could probably even double it.
With the right proportions in the recipe, the London bun isn’t
a bad one. I’d suggest serving it like a toasted teacake... namely, toasted.
Simplified Recipe
Ingredients
450g strong white bread flour
2 teaspoons salt
½ teaspoon grated nutmeg
30g candied peel
1 teaspoon caraway seeds
10g fresh yeast
330ml warm milk
57g (ish) caster sugar
57g (ish) butter, melted
1 egg yolk, beaten
Method
1.
Sift the flour and salt into a large mixing
bowl, then add the nutmeg, candied peel and caraway seeds
2.
In a jug, mix together the milk and yeast, then
add the sugar and the melted butter and mix well
3.
Pour the liquid into the dry mix and combine
until it comes together as a soft, sticky dough. Knead until smooth and elastic
(around 10 minutes). Place the dough in a lightly-oiled bowl, cover and leave
in a warm place until doubled in size (about 1 hour, but don’t bet on it if
you’re house is as cold as mine)
4.
Turn the dough out and divide into 12 even
pieces. Shape each piece into a ball and place on a lightly-greased baking
tray. Cover and leave in a warm place to double in size again (about 30
minutes)
5.
Preheat the oven to 220°C (425°F or gas mark 7)
6.
Brush the top of each bun with the beaten egg
yolk
7.
Bake in the oven for 10 to 15 minutes until
golden and they give off a hollow sound
when tapped on the bottom
8.
Transfer to a wire rack and allow to cool before
eating
References
Favourite Home Baking
Recipes, Carol Wilson, J. Salmon Limited
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