Amazing One Pot Tabbouleh Bread and Part 11
May 14, 2012 at 5:23 am | Posted in BBD, Breads, Healthy, Middle Eastern, Salads, Vegetables, Vegetarian, Yeastspotting | 88 CommentsTags: baking, Bread, Bulgur Wheat, Cucumbers, Feta Cheese, First Love, Jacques Pepin, Lemon, Mint, Olive Oil, One Pot Bread, Parsley, Tabbouleh, Tomatoes, Yeast
I’d like to preface this post to thank everyone for all the thoughtful, sweet comments and emails about my situation. You’re all the best.
Back in 2009, I watched Jacques Pepin mix, proof and bake a bread in one pot on one of his shows on Create TV, which I recorded and saved on DVR. I idolize the man, I think he’s an absolute demigod in the kitchen. Most everything I learned, in a high-end, culinary sense, is from him and he has been an incredible inspiration to me since the age of 13. I will get more into detail about what I learned from him and how he changed my life when it came to cooking, in another post, one most likely dedicated to him..with one of his amazing creations.
So, again, on that day in 2009, I watched him mix, proof and bake a bread in a non-stick pot. I knew I had to try it, it was too easy. I wasn’t sure the bread would turn out as crusty, with an artisan like crumb, as it looked, because it went against everything I’ve learned about artisan bread baking over the years, plus it was made using commercial yeast.
Well..here we are in 2012, and I finally got around to making it. I was wrong, this bread is as close as you can get to a wild yeast like bread. without a starter or sponge. I think it has a lot to do with the overnight – 10-14 hour – rise in the refrigerator, or maybe it’s just Jacques Pepin magic?
Once I made the bread plain…and loved it, I knew I had to play with this blank canvas of crusty, lovely crumbed, perfection. The possibilities were infinite. I could just add cheese and it would be wonderful, as one person in a forum about this bread, did, but I was feeling more ambitious. After eating some tabbouleh one night for dinner, it hit me – why not a tabbouleh bread? All the flavors of tabbouleh in this wonderful loaf, including the bulgur wheat..but would it work? Would the soaked wheat be too heavy for a decent rise?
I wasn’t taking any chances. After deciding not to add my homemade tabbouleh to the bread batter, since cucumbers and tomatoes could make it really soggy and also affect the rise, I decided to add just the bulgur wheat, herbs, lemon zest, green onions, and leave out the cucumbers to serve along with the bread. I felt tiny grape tomatoes would make a great topping, especially once I decided to create a design on top with the mint and parsley – the tomatoes being the fruit growing on the branches of my little trees, stems, bushes, or whatever you want to call them. Let’s just call it free-form.
Not only did the bread turn out, but it.is.incredible, and, it tastes like tabbouleh. The bulgur wheat adds chewiness to the crumb and also binds it so you can use it as a sandwich bread. When it’s plain, it’s more of a ‘rip off a hunk’ type bread than a sandwich bread, which is not a bad thing, but this little discovery with the bulgur wheat made me giddy, and of course I had to make a sandwich, pictured further down..
Oh, did I mention the crust? I think I did briefly, but please let me ooh and ahh over it for another second. It’s crisp, crunchy, and flaky, like a bread baked in a steam oven on a stone. I do think it’s magic, because, how do you get such an amazing crust from a batter bread.. mixed, proofed, and baked in a non-stick pot?
That being said, the decorative topping adds a nice texture too…a light crispy bite jam-packed with herbaceous flavor (that sounded so Grateful Dead, didn’t it?) complimented by the roasted tomatoes – a sweet, slightly juicy, concentrated punch, both enhancing the already perfect crust.
OK, a slight caveat..there is one thing you must have to make this bread..a 3-quart non-stick saucepan like THIS, or THIS or, for more money, THIS, to make the magic work. People have tried mixing the dough in bowls then baking it in loaf pans, and all kinds of methods to get this bread as it should be, but although they may get something ok, it will not be this bread. The whole point is everything being done in one non-stick pot..so not using it kind of defeats the purpose, not to mention, the amazing crust!
I know..it sucks to have to buy something for one use, but, you can cook in it too, so technically, it’s not a ‘one use’ item. However, trust me when I say you will be making this bread at least once a week, whether it be plain or with additions, because it’s simple, wonderful and convenient. Mix it up at 2 am if you like..as long as it gets the 1 to 1 1/2 hour room temperature rise and the 10-14 hour refrigerator proof, you’re golden.
Here’s a video of Jacques making this bread
I changed the basic recipe just a bit for my tabbouleh bread..using a whole packet (2 1/4 teaspoons – .25 oz) of yeast to insure a good rise with the bulgur wheat, and increasing the salt. You can also play around with the recipe..maybe using bread flour or decreasing the water, etc, but I think it’s pretty perfect as is. Be creative, add whatever you want to his basic recipe, sweet or savory. As I mentioned above, the possibilities are endless! My next ‘endeavor’ will probably be baby spinach leaves and gruyere.
‘One Pot’ Tabbouleh Bread
Adapted from and Inspired by Jacques Pepin’s One Pot Bread Recipe, with my revisions.
2 1/4 cups tepid water
3-4 teaspoons kosher salt
1 package Active Dry Yeast – .25 oz
4 cups AP Flour
1/3 cup bulgur wheat (fine to medium grain)
1/3 cup boiling or very hot water
I very large handful parsley leaves
1 small to medium handful mint leaves
2 green onions, sliced thinly
1 lemon, zested..then juiced for olive oil dip
1 cup extra-virgin olive oil
fresh black pepper
grape or teardrop tomatoes
3 or 4 chives (optional for ‘stems, if making design)
DIRECTIONS:
1. Boil water, then add bulgur wheat. Let soak abut 20-25 minutes, until the wheat has absorbed all or most of the water.
2. Coarsley chop the parsley leaves with the mint leaves. I chopped mine too fine..you can barely see them in the bread. This is for aesthetic purposes only, so it’s really ok if you chop them finely.
3. Pour the tepid water into the pot. Add the kosher salt, yeast, and flour.
4. When you start to mix the bread batter, stir in the bulgur wheat (if any water remains, strain it out), lemon zest, parsley, mint, and thinly sliced green onions. Mix thoroughly. Cover and let rise for 60 to 90 minutes, at room temperature.
5. After room temperature rising, lift off cover and stir down the risen dough. Cover again, tightly, and place in the refrigerator overnight 10-14 hours.
5. Preheat oven to 450F. Remove risen bread dough in pot from refrigerator. Top with grape tomatoes (keep whole if very small, slice in half if not that small), parsley leaves (no thick stems), mint leaves, and strips of scallion or chives (for stems if you want to make a pretty design).
6. Bake for 35-40 minutes (40 was perfect for me).
7. Combine the cup of olive oil, lemon juice and black pepper, then add some lemon slices to it. Dip slices of the bread in the lemon olive oil, if desired. Serve with sliced cucumbers and more tomatoes or make that awesome sandwich above – or eat it/serve it any way you want – it’s amazing without any of the above.
Once again, it’s my Bad Boy First Love memories/memoir/whatever. If you’re just tuning in, Part One is HERE, Part Two is HERE , Part Three is HERE, Part Four is HERE, Part Five is HERE, Part Six is HERE, Part Seven is HERE, Part 8 is HERE, Part 9 is HERE, and Part Ten is HERE.
The rest of that summer was phenomenal – and every moment with him was electric – my legs still turned to JELLO every time he looked into my eyes.
He would occasionally tease me, calling me ‘little girl’, ‘kiddo’ or ‘half-pint’, the latter always met with a “Yes, Pa?” I had to know..so I asked..
“Did you watch Little House on the Prairie as a kid?”
He tried to keep a straight face “Naah, a baby sitter made us watch reruns of it – I played with my toy trucks”
Ahem.
My friends had to leave a week before Labor Day Weekend, (I knew this before we even rented the place, but I wanted to stay through Labor Day in hopes I’d reconnect with Dreamboat and have that extra week), so I had the place to myself. However, there were two casual friends from school that came down and one stayed with me for 2 nights, plus two close friends were staying in Ortley Beach, not to mention the local girls, so I was never alone.
That said, I did relish some ‘alone’ times late in the day or early evening, and I would separate from whomever I was hanging with, for a bit, just to take a walk to the pier to see him, always picking up a Sunkist soda and a bag of Doritos – his favorite mid-work snack. There were always girls there..watching…waiting. I got used to hearing..
“Damn, he has a girlfriend” or “#$%^! He has a girlfriend”
..when they would see him pop out of the booth to hug and kiss me, or take a break to go for a walk with me. I also had a few remarks thrown my way, but I don’t think it’s possible to clean them up for this blog. Let’s just say ‘bitch’ was a mild one. Some girls can be very evil when they want something bad enough. They never said anything when he was near me, and I never told him. There was no need to, my happiness being with him made those remarks disappear into thin air.
Of course, once my friends left..there were the slumber parties with Dreamboat. I finally Rumbaed- two days before I was leaving. I had already chosen him as my dance partner weeks before, and there was no one else I wanted that first dance with. There were many firsts that summer..first love, first Rumba, first time on an upside-down ride (with Dreamboat’s arms wrapped around me, but I still hated it..we’re meant to be right side up), and loads of brand new experiences, emotions and feelings I could fill a page with – but I won’t. It had been the best summer of my young life.
When Labor Day Weekend passed, it was time for me to head home. He would be home in two weeks. I cried anyway, because two weeks seemed like an eternity – but, at least I was going to see him again. I was getting a ride a home with the friends staying in Ortley Beach. but then I canceled….wanting to stay until the last possible minute so I could spend one more night with Dreamboat.
I was really pushing it, since school was starting the next day. I had already packed up and dropped my stuff off at the local girl’s house, for my last night with him.
I remember their Mother, who was from Germany, making us schnitzel for dinner that night, before Dreamboat picked me up. It was the best schnitzel I ever had – to this day
I digress..
My parents had their number if they needed to get in touch with me. You better believe they used it when I wasn’t home by midnight.
When Dreamboat dropped me off – smack dab in the middle of a teary, passionate, goodbye kiss..I heard my father’s voice. Uh oh. I looked up, and saw my parent’s car in their driveway.
Deja ‘effin vu.
It was 3:30am. They had spoken to the girl’s Mother when they called looking for me..and although she was a very cool woman, she told them the truth – I hadn’t left for home yet, I was out with my boyfriend.
My father didn’t have to say a word, I knew I messed up again. I obediently got out of the car and just kind of stood there. The local girls and their Mom had already helped my parents pack up the car with my stuff, so they were outside witnessing the melee. Their Mom, in her cute German accent, felt terrible..I did too.
“If I had known she did not have a ride home, I vood have happily driven her”
Dreamboat was still there..window down, with an amused look on his face. I couldn’t blame him, everyone was talking at once. I just stood there like the village idiot, a goofy smile on my face as I watched him watching everyone talking about what I did. I snuck over to him one more time for a quick kiss. He said he would have driven me home. – we would have left right after he got off work..why didn’t I ask?
You see, I had planned on calling my parents the next morning, claiming I fell asleep and missed my ride, then going in late to school. I told no one this.
My father’s voice boomed before I could answer him..
“Let’s GO, get in the car, NOW!”
I guess this wasn’t a good time to introduce them to Dreamboat.
I gave him another kiss, told him I’d explain when he called, and ran to the car. I wasn’t scared, I wasn’t upset..I was too damn happy for any of those emotions.
This time, the ride home was pleasurable. Don’t get me wrong – my parents were tearing into me like a Thanksgiving turkey, but I was smiling, my eyes closed..head back against the seat, reliving every moment with him. Their angry voices berating me were distant whispers in my ‘Dreamboat’ state. I briefly broke out of my zone to apologize sweetly over and over, then dove back in.
My father wondered if he had picked up the wrong daughter.
Yes, what I did was pretty selfish, but I was a teenager in love. Teenagers, in general, do stupid, selfish things, usually without thinking about the consequences to others, but teenagers in love can take it a step further.
I knew everything was going to OK when my father started extolling the virtues of cruise control.
I made it on time to my first day of senior year, sleepless and in the same clothes I wore the night before. There was no time to do laundry and it was too hot for Fall and Winter wear – BUT, like I’ve mentioned in earlier parts..I could still smell him on my clothes, so I didn’t mind – gross or not.
He called that night, when he got off work..
“How was your first day of your SECOND Senior Year?”
This had already become ‘our’ joke, or his joke, rather.
Two weeks later, the first Friday night, there was the Beetle, parked in front of my house..with a beep. I flew down the stairs, into the car and into his arms. We were so into each other, it was almost disgusting..well..to other people, I’m sure.
We spent the whole night mushing it up on a lookout on the Palisades. The Hudson and East Rivers were our new Barnegat Bay and Atlantic Ocean. However, if I fell and cut myself again, I wasn’t walking into either. There was no way he could convince me that floating bodies, oily gunk and garbage was good for wounds.
The next night, he took me to his town, since one of his friends had just gotten engaged, and he wanted to see and congratulate him.
When we got there, after a 40 minute drive, I couldn’t believe how inner-city like and almost sinister it was. The streets were narrow and dark, most off of a well-lit avenue – well-lit except for several neon letters not working on most of the shops, bars, etc. There was a lot of graffiti too. He lived on a steep hill where the houses were so close together, you could hear a person next door burp.
The initial engagement celebration was in a parking lot with a huge ledge to sit on. The guys were tough, the girls were tough..I was completely intimidated, but mesmerized at the same time. This was a complete culture shock for me. Some of these guys were baby Sopranos in the making, but not guidos, just really tough guys. Now I understood where Dreamboat got his grit.
“Yo, D..’bout time ya got here!” *loud slapping handshake with extremely hard back pats*
This went on with every guy there, with an introduction to geeky me, in between each one. A kiss on the cheek from every one of them – like they’d known me forever.
“Nice to meet ya, sweetheart – heard a lot about ‘cha” Hmm…I guess sweetheart was just something he grew up with – not just maturity.
I don’t think I said more than 10 words the first half hour we were with his friends. I’d never felt so scared, overpowered, dorky, and shy – all at once. I clung to Dreamboat like velcro. I couldn’t help thinking how uncool I was compared to these people – they were all self-assured, loud, rambunctious and again..tough. Any of the girls could have taken me down easily, simply because I could tell not a lot of things scared them. There was no witty repartee going on here – just pure, ruffian, good-natured, ribbing.
Brush the inside of both slices with the lemon olive oil, then layer butter lettuce, tomatoes, feta cheese and cucumbers. I really like feta cheese – can you tell?
A very pretty, petite girl, with long, wavy, dark hair, came up to me. With all the introductions, I couldn’t remember who was who, but suddenly recalled she was the bride-to-be. She had a high, sweet voice, like the the C key on a piano, but it was peppered with that tough accent Dreamboat and his friends had. It didn’t fit. Regardless, we started talking, and soon I was at ease. She reintroduced me to her fiance when he came over to us, who wasn’t just Dreamboat’s friend, but his best friend. His name was Jimmy, but everyone called him Coco because when they were kids, they teased him, singing Jimmy, Jimmy Coco Puff, since Jimmy rhymed with shimmy.
A lot of these guys, and some of the girls, had nicknames, except for Dreamboat..or at least I hadn’t heard one yet.
The bride-to-be was also named Lisa, and I clicked with her almost immediately – but I also wondered if I could ever really fit into this part of his life. This was a whole new Dreamboat, a whole new part of him I hadn’t gotten to know yet. It was a strange feeling..an amalgamation of unease and a voracious excitement of what was to come. I was completely overwhelmed by the atmosphere, the people, and the nicknames I couldn’t keep straight;
Tony aka Cannelloni – his last name sounded similar, but with different consonants
Mike aka Mitts – Had a fantastic glove when they played softball
Kevin aka Kooky – He was kooky
Tina aka Tuna – They just thought it was funny to call her Tuna, swapping the i with a u
..and many more. They were coming at me from all directions – a blur of nicknames and really fast talking.
Suddenly, I needed to be alone with him in the worst way.
Well..I guess there will be a Part 12, but, 12 is a lucky number, right? Once I started writing this memory, I knew the finale wasn’t going to make it in. Stay tuned!
I’m submitting this bread to Bread Baking Day #50 – Bread with Vegetables, hosted by From- Snuggs Kitchen, and Yeastspotting, hosted by Susan of Wild Yeast.
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A splendid and very original bread! I really like the idea. The sandwich is just irresistible. 3drool*
Cheers,
Rosa
Comment by Rosa May (@RosasYummyYums)— May 14, 2012 #
This bread is gorgeous…and here it is 6:45 a.m. and I have to rush off to work to change out the Mother’s Day visuals, so no time to read the saga…..I am going to think about this all day! I was worried when I didn’t see you in SRC reveal. Hope things are better!
Comment by susie— May 14, 2012 #
Lisa that bread is beautiful!
Comment by Jenny— May 14, 2012 #
OH. My. Goodness! I LOVE this bread! I love tabbouleh and making a bread with a salad in mind is pure genius! Genius Lisa! You’re a genius!
Comment by Roxana Greengirl {A little bit of everything}— May 14, 2012 #
Ohwowohwow, that bread sounds amazing and that is a mighty sandwich! Glorious. I love the herb/tomato pattern in the top.
Hope you’re okay. x
Comment by Suz— May 14, 2012 #
The design on your bread is beautiful! Once again I’m amazed by your creative and baking skills.
Comment by barbarabakes— May 14, 2012 #
That bread looks amazing. And the sandwich with the feta, even more so! I’m practically drooling over here. I haven’t baked bread in a long time and seriously need to find the time to make some.
Comment by deliciousdishings— May 14, 2012 #
Gorgeous looking bread, and extremely interesting recipe
I just have to make it !
Comment by Winnie— May 14, 2012 #
Another fantastic post, and that bread is stunning! Who would ever think to make a tabbouleh bread? You’re extremely creative, as is your story telling.
Comment by Catherine— May 14, 2012 #
Thank you, Catherine
Comment by Lisa— May 16, 2012 #
I remember reading in your last post that you had a lot going on, but somehow I failed to pick up more than that. I’m sorry if you are going through a difficult time… I hope everything is all right again, or will be soon…
I am kind of in awe of that bread of yours. I make Jim Lahey’s no-knead bread in a crock pot often, but I’m guessing a crock pot wouldn’t work in this case? Probably too slow to pick up heat in the oven (it has to be pre-heated for a long time). And your tabouleh adaptation is incredibly original!
And yay, there’s a part 12! I’ve kind of grown used to following your tale every couple of weeks, keep it going!
Comment by Valerie— May 14, 2012 #
That bread of yours looks so special, alternative & lovely too! I also love that original sandwich that you have made! A divine creation, my friend!
Comment by Sophie33— May 14, 2012 #
That bread is almost too beautiful to eat! But that sandwich looks good enough to cut even that bread for…
Comment by Shelley C— May 14, 2012 #
Part 12…I can’t wait.
Love how you were inspired by tabbouleh w/Pepin’s recipe. He’s amazing. Your design is lovely and that sandwich is just what I need any day of the week. Love your imagination, Lisa:)xx
Comment by Cake Duchess— May 14, 2012 #
Hope all is going better now, Lisa. Your bread is truly a work of art, a tasty work of art! That is SOME sandwich! So creative. On to part 12…!
Comment by Sue {munchkin munchies}— May 14, 2012 #
What beautiful photos the bread is a creative work of art. I love tabbouleh and would really like to try this bread. As for the story I love the part of about the accents and how you needed to get used to so many people from a different background, all at once. You really tell a great story : ).
Comment by Dan— May 14, 2012 #
Argh, your killing me adding more parts lol. But what an unusual outcome so far. I thought it would end with the ride at the peir. The bread, OMG, fantastic idea, love your twist and gorgeous decoration.
Comment by Cheap Ethnic Eatz (@cethniceatz)— May 14, 2012 #
Gorgeous bread! I love Pepin, too.
Comment by pragmaticattic— May 14, 2012 #
Wow, I love all your posts! I can see your passionate in everything you do. I really hope that everything gets better for you and your family soon. Hugs and prayers.
Comment by Jan— May 14, 2012 #
Thank you so much, Jan!
Comment by Lisa— May 16, 2012 #
Lisa, that bread is AMAZING!!! I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more gorgeous loaf. I am so impressed! And your story has me hanging on your every word. I can’t wait for the next part!!
Comment by FoodBabbles— May 14, 2012 #
Lisa, Lisa, Lisa! That is such a gorgeous loaf of bread, and I’d steal that sandwich from my own mother. Very creative–now I wonder what else I can tabbouleh-fy…
Comment by Mary— May 14, 2012 #
1. Love the bread (and the pics) and yes, Jaques is a demigod. He is so underrrated ( thank god he isn’t on the cooking network though).Since the smoke fire in my house I have not been able to cook, unless using only one element counts. My new Maytag Gemini double oven (bragging) arrives tomorrow so I will mark this as a “to do”.
2. I have heard the same thing from my parents (get in the car..)
3. So eastcoast NY area story. Makes me homesick and laugh at the same time
xoxo
Comment by Crumbs of Love— May 14, 2012 #
Tabbouleh bread – brilliant! I have to try this – although, maybe I shouldn’t since I haven’t had much success with baking bread :/ Every one of your photos are gorgeous! I can’t believe your parents didn’t ground you for eternity!!
Comment by Priscilla Willis (@shescookin)— May 14, 2012 #
This looks and sounds AMAZING! I’d never have thought of putting tabbouleh into bread, but the end result is wonderful and can imagine all those gorgeous textures and flavours just sing out of this loaf. Love!
Comment by thelittleloaf— May 15, 2012 #
Hi Lisa,
Thank you for your participation. It is such a great bread. I’ll bake it in two weeks for my birthday party
And a really great story are you talking about…
love greetings
Sandra
Comment by Sandra Gu— May 15, 2012 #
Lisa…another original stamp from your kitchen and inspired no less from one of the greatest. Jacques Pepin captured my attention with some of his oldest episodes…especially the easy preparations accompanied by his cute accent. Hubby gets a real kick out of mimicking him.
This bread is wonderful…how presentable…you show off. LOL
)
Thanks for breaking bread with us and for letting us hang AGAIN about one of the most important markings of your life
Ciao for now,
Claudia
Comment by foodessa— May 15, 2012 #
It’s still all about your story for me, but I have to admit, the bread is truly amazing! What a beautiful loaf of bread. Glad to know that Jacques is a hero for someone else, too. The oldies and goodies still reign supreme for me.
Comment by bunkycooks— May 15, 2012 #
The story just keeps getting better! And then you stuck that sandwich in there, with all that feta and cucumbers….it looks delicious! Waiting for #12.
Comment by susie— May 15, 2012 #
Do I have an awesome feta including salad for you to try! Made it on a whim, the hubby’s given it an 11/10 (still surprises me when he likes my more “out there/adventurous” cooking). Will mail you about it
That bread looks friggin’ amazing Lis! A non stick pot. Would you ever? That’s just brilliant. The crust looks soooo good. That feta sandwich made me hungry. Yum!
Looking forward to part 12!
*hugs*
Comment by MandyM— May 15, 2012 #
Gorgeous post! Can’t wait to read part 12
And that bread really blows me away! I Am bookmarking it to try soon… I totally love it! Thanks for sharing 
Comment by theharriedcook— May 15, 2012 #
What an incredible bread, and I love your savory version! Is that a gourmet Dagwood sandwich or what?
Comment by Bonnie Banters— May 15, 2012 #
I enjoyed reading till part 11 and am really looking forward to part 12
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Hope everything is fine at your end now.
Comment by Rajani— May 16, 2012 #
I can’t believe your father showed up AGAIN! As for the bread – pure genius. Wow.
Comment by Diary Mad Hausfrau (@ofamadhausfrau)— May 16, 2012 #
I personally love tabbouleh and are so much impressed with the beautiful motif on the bread surface! Need to find a pot urgently
Comment by bake in paris— May 17, 2012 #
Can I just say you are a GREAT story teller! I just read all the parts and I’m hooked! Beautiful bread!
Comment by Scarlett— May 17, 2012 #
Such a gorgeous bread…a work of art! I see a new pot in my future
Patiently waiting for Part 12~
PS…hope the stress level has lessened for you.
Comment by Liz— May 17, 2012 #
What an absolute gorgeous bread Lisa! Wow… Now can we please get on with part 12..
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I hope all is well on your side of the world and things are looking up!
Comment by junglefrog— May 18, 2012 #
I just saw this at Javelin Warriors site. This is utterly fantastic. I even have the proper pan to make this, how cool. Definitely going to give this a try. That sandwich is killer too.
Comment by Suzi— May 18, 2012 #
Oh, you were right this bread looks awesome!!! I love the “art work” on top. I have been wanting to try that for a while now! And I almost cried when I realized I do NOT in fact have the right pot for this bread! Guess that means shopping trip?!
Comment by Jenni— May 18, 2012 #
wow Lisa… That really looks like an absolutely faaaaabulous bread!! I can’t believe you actually made that from scratch!! That’s incredible! oooohh.. and when you sliced it up, I could definitely have felt myself drool…. lol.. Great job!!! Hope things on your side are looking better. Lots of love xoxoxo
Comment by Sammie— May 18, 2012 #
Jacques and Julia Child are my heros!!! This recipe is really unique, I am so excited to try is now:-) It looks beautiful too:-) Hugs, Terra
Comment by Terra Baltosiewich (@CafeTerraBlog)— May 19, 2012 #
Just saw this bread on Pinterest..what a work of art, and tabbouleh in a bread is so creative!
Trackback by Brandy— May 19, 2012 #
Gorgeous!
Comment by Salomé— May 19, 2012 #
Simplemente es increible tu creación, te felicito, no demorare en hacerlo .
Comment by Yasmin— May 19, 2012 #
Gracias, Yasmin..déjeme saben resulta para usted!
Comment by Lisa— May 20, 2012 #
What a supremely gorgeous loaf. And that sandwich is just…beautiful!
Comment by Thyme (Sarah)— May 19, 2012 #
Officially this bread has become my favorite of all! It looks gorgeous…Love love love it! Oh and sandwich….droolingggg!
Comment by Grishma— May 20, 2012 #
DAMN, that is one beautiful bread! You could frame it!
Comment by John— May 21, 2012 #
WOW!I love the way you write your blogs! Yummy, yummy! This bread looks delicious!!!
Comment by Julianna B— May 22, 2012 #
It’s so hard to write about young love, but you’ve done it beautifully! Thanks for your memories, looking forward to part 12, and trying this gorgeous bread!
Comment by Jamie— May 23, 2012 #
Lisa-thanks for your kind words on my blog. I love, love your gorgeous loaf. The sandwich is so inviting and delicious…the photos are superb. I am for sure pinning some…or all your photos!
Comment by elisabeth@foodandthrift— May 23, 2012 #
I love living your life through your words
Jacques Pepin is my hero. Remember he and Julia? loved every minute of it.
I was nominated for a storytelling award and I had to choose 5 people I thought deserved it. You know how I feel about you.
Check it out here http://www.orgasmicchef.com/blog-reviews/food-stories-nominee/ (and see what I said about you) and if you choose to accept, just follow the instructions at the bottom of the post.(and see what I said about you) and if you choose to accept, just follow the instructions at the bottom of the post.
I konw you’ve been nominated by everyone you know but I call ‘em like I see ‘em and wanted you to know.
Comment by Maureen (@OrgasmicChef)— May 24, 2012 #
Dear Lisa,
It was really an AMAZING Bread! I made it today and we finished it in a couple of hours! Thank you very much for the idea! I have already put the recipe in my cook book and my mom’s ,too!
Comment by SECA ERGUL— May 30, 2012 #
Wow, Seca…thank you and I’m so glad you loved it enough to put it in your family cookbook! It really is a delicious bread!
Comment by Lisa— June 1, 2012 #
Hallo Lisa.
Ich würde sehr, sehr gerne dein Grandioses Brot am Wochenende nach backen, könntest du mir bitte sagen, wie groß deine Tassen gewesen sind!
Viele Grüße,
Jesse
Comment by Jesse— May 31, 2012 #
Jesse, the recipe is already in cup measurements – do you mean metrics..as in grams etc?
Comment by Lisa— June 1, 2012 #
Hallo Lisa!
Ja, dass wäre echt super, wenn du mir oder jemand die Gramm Zahl sagen könnte. Ich habe so ein Cup-Becher nicht, ich möchte das Brot sooo gerne nach backen, und es soll ja auch so super werden wie auf dem Bild!
Viele Grüße,
Jesse
Comment by Jesse— June 2, 2012 #
Jesse – I will email you the metric version, is that ok?
Comment by Lisa— June 12, 2012 #
Hallo Lisa.
Oh ja, dass wäre echt super, denn ich möchte es wirklich sehr, sehr gerne nach backen!!!
Viele Grüße,
Jesse
Comment by Jesse— June 16, 2012 #
Jesse. could you send me an email, so I can reply with the converted recipe? I sent it to the email you put in for the comment, but apparently you did not get it. Email me at lismi171@yahoo.com
Thanks!
Comment by Lisa— June 16, 2012 #
Okay, ist ist meine Email!
Jespfo@web.de
Vielen dank, dass du mir wirklich behilflich sein möchtest!
Freue mich schon sehr, wenn ich es endlich nach backen kann.
Viele Grüße,
Jesse
Comment by Jesse— June 17, 2012 #
I love this bread – it looks really tasty and BEAUTIFUL too!
Comment by sara— June 1, 2012 #
Love this bread!! Served it with your lemon olive oil but added garlic, it was perfect! Big fan of your blog!
Comment by Geraldine— June 9, 2012 #
Gorgeous bread! I make tabbouli all the time, so I’m definitely trying this!
Comment by Nurit— June 9, 2012 #
It’s nice to see someone appiacietrng Middle Eastern Food. I get to eat it every day thanks to living in Beirut.Lebanese style food is wonderful and every saturday I get to eat at my mother in laws house. Yum Yum.Perhaps during the month of Ramadan I will share with you pictures of us breaking our fast with nice goodies to eat
, there is always something wonderful to eat as well as eating that first bowl of soup.I really like your posts about this great food!
Comment by Ana— July 3, 2012 #
Lisa – THANK YOU !!
Made this bread last week and it was F-A-N-T-A-S-T-I-C !!!
I changed the recipe a little, and doubled the amount.
Hopefully I will post is soon
Thanks again!!
Comment by Winnie Rottem— July 17, 2012 #
How stunningly beautiful is this? (Found you through a repin of the photo of the bread on pinterest) I generally discount no-knead bread (I like kneading) but here, I finally see its virtues. Many thanks for posting the recipe.
Comment by Elizabeth— August 16, 2012 #
Beautiful bread. And it looks delicious! I went out to buy a 3 qt nonstick pan to make some and discovered that many of them have handles that aren’t oven proof. I found a 2 qt Kitchen Aid pan with a metal handle and am going to try it, reducing the recipe by 1/3. Hope it works!
Comment by flowerlady— September 14, 2012 #
This is truly so pretty! I have to try this bread. Just any non stick pot will work?
Comment by Jenne— May 6, 2013 #
Thank you, Jenne..it’s so much fun to make and so rewarding! Yes, any non-stick pot will do…as long as it can hold at least 3 quarts.
Comment by Lisa— May 6, 2013 #
we have a band party get together this weekend, what a great thing to bring..
Comment by Dave Eagle— May 6, 2013 #
This bread would be great for a party, Dave! Let me know how it turns out for you..what you added to it, etc
Comment by Lisa— May 6, 2013 #
Could you suggest a substitute for the mint, or might it be omitted without much loss of flavor? I have two guys allergic to mint.
I sooo want to make this. It looks wonderful (& I love tabbouleh)!
Comment by Wendy— May 6, 2013 #
Of course, Wendy! You can omit it, or just double the parsley. You can also substitute other leafy herbs they might like, such as cilantro or basil
Comment by Lisa— May 6, 2013 #
Hi this bread looks truely beautiful and would be a joy to eat I’m sure… it sounds healthy and looks filling…I want to make it every day…will start as soon as I purchase a non stick pot
Comment by Gina— May 8, 2013 #
Thank you, Gina! If you have any questions or problems, please don’t hesitate to ask! Let me know how it turns out for you!
Comment by Lisa— May 8, 2013 #
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Hi,this sounds delicious ! I was wondering how do I find part 12 of the story ????
Comment by Mary L— May 24, 2013 #
Hi, Mary..with each part, I have a list of the links to all previous parts
Here is part 12 http://parsleysagesweet.com/2012/05/31/bacon-cheddar-and-eggs-in-wells-focaccia-for-breakingbread-and-part-12/
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You’ll see before I start the story, in each post with a part, there is a paragraph with all the parts linked. I hope you’re enjoying it so far!
Comment by Lisa— May 24, 2013 #
wow, that was a fast reply, thanks ! And yes, I am enjoying it very much.. as a fellow jersey girl who’s first ‘kiss’ was with an older, much cooler, guy.
But my story didn’t go quite as well as yours..Lol.
Comment by Mary L— May 24, 2013 #
You’re welcome…I’m usually online before work for an hour or two, As for your ‘cool guy first’ not going as well as mine,..you don’t know the end yet ;D Could be good, could be bad, but regardless, it’s fun reliving it!
Comment by Lisa— May 24, 2013 #
OMG, I have spent the entire morning going back to the beginning and reading the entire story… and there’s no end ???? When is the end ? Thank god I didn’t read it in real time or i’d be going crazy ! So enjoyed reading about the alpine lookout and other places I’ve known for so long. Can’t wait to read the end !
Comment by Mary L— May 24, 2013 #
Mary, did you grow up and/or currently live in the area? Yes, the end has proved difficult to finish, so I decided to just end it whenever and stop telling everyone the end is coming in the next part. I’ve been doing that since part 11!
Comment by Lisa— May 25, 2013 #
Yes, I started out in jersey city but moved to Bergen county ( Dumont )when I 15. Lived there until 6 yrs ago when we moved to south jersey and in july we will be moving back up north to rockland county NY, which I am looking forward to.
I guess i’ll just have to be patient waiting for the end of the story… you are a very good writer.
Comment by Mary L— May 25, 2013 #
Dumont was our football rivals..well, still is, apparently. I knew many from Dumont, considering it’s like 10 minutes away! BTW, love Rockland County..we used to hit the flea markets on Sundays.
Comment by Lisa— May 28, 2013 #
small world ! Yes, we are looking forward to getting back up north again, there seems like there’s much more to do up there. I noticed you said ‘we’ referring to the flea mkts… hmmm, wonder if it means with dreamboat or the college guy ? LOL
Comment by Mary L— May 28, 2013 #
Actually, I was referring to girlfriends. I don’t think either of the guys would have enjoyed flea markets! lol
Comment by Lisa— May 30, 2013 #