Yesterday I attempted a french bread pizza bun. It was a blend of recipes from those cooking mennonite girls. French Bread mixed with Swiss Cordon Bleu with a touch of Calzone thrown in.
So many recipes blended together is bound to be a disaster but I just can't follow one recipe for the life of me.
I made the dough as specified and attempted the swiss cordon bleu method of presentation -- but instead of ham/swiss etc. - I did pizza toppings.
One of the recipes included parchment paper on the pan. It might have been for the chicken I was considering making. It definitely was not meant for the dough. The dough stuck and the parchment ripped as I ungracefully tried to peel my dough strips off it to braid my bread. I seriously wondered how much parchment paper we'd ingest with dinner as I peeled tiny bits of wax paper off of my pizza bread. I considered starting over. It just...could have been better.
What a mess. My mothers kitchen would never look like this.
But you know what:
It may not have been perfect, but despite the parchment fiasco, it tasted (and even looked) pretty good.