There was a stump of the previous batch still to go, so I did not get around the starting batch 588 yesterday, out of the oven late that afternoon. But I did start it for breakfast this morning and very good it was too. Nothing like a fresh, crisp crust - helped along, to my mind, by using butter to prepare the tins, along with flour.
But while admiring the crust, that part of it which had been in contact with the tin, I was struck by a similarity to concrete, in particular to the surface of the concrete which has formed against the wood of the shutter. The same smooth, finely grained surface, very different to the interior, full of stones (in the case of concrete) as it should be.
I suppose there is some physical foundation in this similarity in that in both cases you have a not-solid turning into a solid while pressed against a smooth, flat surface. Not-solid as neither bread dough nor wet concrete can be described as liquid, while both are far from solid. With the one containing bubbles of air of various sizes, the other bubbles (as it were) of stone of various sizes.
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