Poilâne Straight From France
What happens when beautiful Poilâne bread from France arrives in our kitchen 24 hours after it is baked in France? Find out here!
In 1932 Pierre Poilâne started a bakery in Paris. His signature item was the sour dough bread made with only water, flour, and salt. The neighborhood loved the simple, delicious, and hearty bread. Sometimes he traded his bread for art the locals created when they didn't have money to pay.
Wanting to be an engineer, but not being able to afford school, he ended up designing his own wood ovens for his bakery. The result is a bread that's big, beautiful mahogany brown, with extraordinary flavor.
When I found out a few weeks ago that their bread can be ordered online and shipped overnight, I had to try it out. My first order was baked on a Monday morning and arrived at our house on Tuesday at lunch time. Here's a short video taking the bread out of the bag – I was so excited!
Mitzi was in Missouri at the time and wasn't able to share the experience. So a couple days ago I placed another order. This time for two loaves. One sliced, the other not. Just for fun :)
I placed the order on Monday, it was baked Tuesday, and arrived at our house at 12:15p Wednesday. Perfect timing for lunch. It's amazing that we can get a load of bread baked in Paris arriving at our house in 24 hours. What a great time to be alive.
Mitzi was here to enjoy the fun this time. And fun it was!
We had to start eating right away. There was no way we were going to wait! Mitzi made a toasted avocado open faced sandwich. Mmmm mmmm mmmm.
Since there was too much bread to eat in a few days, we decided to cut the big loaf into quarters and freeze them. We also took about 3/4th of the sliced loaf and froze those too.
This morning Mitzi made me breakfast. I almost always have a bowl of oatmeal with fresh fruit. Keeping the old ticker healthy :) She makes me breakfast a lot, something I appreciate and love about her!
This is what she made for me today. The picture says it all. A work of art made by loving hands. So so good and did I feel the love? Yes, I felt the love!