the end of a mano
Last week, I confessed that I'd used my nearly two-year-old KitchenAid for the first time, and was shocked at it's usefulness, or perhaps mine as I was able to put ingredients in a bowl, turn it on and walk away. My egg whites no longer needed me.
Needless to say, I haven't put it away since. This morning, I made a biga with the paddle and then dough hook. I didn't touch the dough. There was no kneading. There was no mess. After a few minutes, I had the most perfectly tacky and pliable dough I've ever made. I had almost nothing to clean up. I believe my "a mano" phase of bread-making has officially come to a close.