Baking as therapy
To avoid thinking about whether the New York Times, where I briefly worked as a copy editor, is going to close the Boston Globe, where I spent most of my career as an editor, critic and writer, I baked.
That’s my consolation when I’m worried or upset. Usually I bake bread, mostly over a couple of days using a biga and long, slow risings. But today I didn’t have a starter so I made War Bread. This is a Bernard Clayton recipe from the 1940s, invented by a thrifty housewife who didn’t enough war-time coupons to use only white flour and instead substituted what grains she had on hand.
These fat, golden loaves are filled with whole wheat flour, cornmeal, oats, a little molasses which gives them their color, and a modest amount of unbleached white. The result is a wonderful bread with a good crumb, great taste and lots of whole grain nutrition. And unlike some whole grain breads, it’s not too heavy.
A perfect antidote for heavy times.

Mindy M. Said,
April 9, 2009 @ 7:41 pm
I bake too. When I’m upset I make what used to be called a “Depression Cake”, but not the psychological depression, only the no butter, no milk, no eggs Depression….and that’s what this cake doesn’t have in it….so it’s called a Wacky Cake! It’s my
go-to cake when I need something yummy, easy, and familiar.
Similarly, it seems Wacky to me to be closing the Boston Globe, but what do I know, our San Francisco Chronicle may be heading for the same gloomy ending. Nothing will ever replace the luxury of reading the morning paper with a good cup of coffee.
Arthur Said,
April 18, 2009 @ 1:29 am
As Alison’s dog, I can vouch for the crumbs of war bread that fall on the floor.
Elisabeth C. Said,
April 21, 2009 @ 12:19 pm
When the going gets tough, the tough start baking. For me, it’s usually cookies. The war bread is a much better tradition. Thanks!