Today, I decided it was time Emma knew the song "Pat-a-Cake". I'm not quite sure, now that I'm older why the word "cake" is used in the rhyme since it seems they are talking about making bread. Anyway, Emma and I sang the song several times today while making bread.
For those of you who like me are not in the know about yeast, that is NOT frothy yeast in that sugary, tepid water. This, had I given it more importance, would have saved me over an hour to confirm my suspicions that something wasn't right.
Here, we struggle to keep the wheat flour in the bowl as Emma really wanted to gnaw the wire wisk.
She was great at patting the dough and smishing it through her fingers! She really wanted to put the whole ball in her mouth, but thankfully I was able to thwart her plans!
After an hour of waiting, our dough ball was stagnant and exactly the same. The dream of fluffy wheat bread having flown out the window led to brainstorming what to do next. Since we are in South Asia, chapathis are exactly the solution!
chuh-PAH-teez (n.) a flat bread comprised of wheat and white flour, salt, and olive oil that is rolled thin and wide like a tortilla at Qdoba
Post-rolling this is a prize example of a chapatti. Most end up looking more like Australia, but this one is equally thin and round.
So, as the song goes in some parts of the USA (since there are several variations I've heard of Pat-a-Cake), "roll it... and throw it in a pan!"
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