Bread turned out great! The barley does not lend itself to rising as much as wheat, makes a much denser bread, reminiscent of European styles (Doug should know the kind). Thick, heavy, RICH flavor, extremely toothsome, but NOT chewy, all kinds of goodness. Here's a pic:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B8NHT5MfFPduSjFRZHFoQTZHSDQ/view?usp=sharing
https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B8NHT5MfFPduSjFRZHFoQTZHSDQ/view?usp=sharing
This is the no-knead method as arthritis stops me from kneading the dough. Just like it says, get all the ingredients ready, mix thoroughly, let rise for a few hours, pull a chunk off, bake at 425ºF for ~20 to 30 minutes. I use an old round cast iron flapjack griddle to set them on (like a pizza stone), with a pan of water in the oven on top of my heating element to supply a constant amount of hot steam. The bread was left for ~4 hours to rise, then I just pulled it out, set it on parchment, then used it as normal. Normal being: After rising, glove up, grab 1/3 chunk, form into a boulé, slit (forgot that on the first one), let rise for ~1 hour on parchment paper, bake until they are browned & sound hollow when thumped This is the recipe it was very loosely modeled after:
http://www.artisanbreadinfive.com/ &
http://www.food.com/recipe/egyptian-barley-bread-423725. I've been making homemade bread for several decades, this is one of the most killer recipes (Ed's killer bread??) for bread I have yet developed.
So, here's the mystery of the missing bread:
I had made 3 loaves of bread, set them out on a table on a wire rack to cool overnight, woke up the next morning, getting ready for a DR appt. Went to put my loaves of bread away, there was one missing! I searched the entire house high to low, I could NOT find that loaf of bread! Thought my partner may have grabbed a loaf, so went to my Dr appt, closing the door to upstairs. Got home and my partner said he did not grab one. So I knew it was my little 15 pound food whore of a dog that got it. Problem was WE could NOT find where that Got verdoemd little monster hid it!! So I decided to take a nap at that point, grabbed my dog, crawled in bed, cuddled up to her (she hurt herself a few weeks ago, still hurting, needs loving), felt a hard lump, thought it was the lumbar pillow, grabbed it & found my loaf of bread, in bed. Had the dog in my arms, the loaf in my hand & the biggest laughing fit that almost killed me! With her looking like the sorriest dog on the planet, more laughing ensued. Took it down stairs to my partner, he laughed, I laughed, she looked dejected as hell. Because I just took the 3 pound cookie away from her! Not a mark on the loaf, just managed to drag it upstairs and hid it under the covers. So much for being sick I say!!!
Should also add that I demolished the first loaf as of last evening, gonna start on loaf #2 tonight for dinner...