Gluten-free sourdough bread with roasted oat flour (skrädmjöl) – that was what I tried to bake yesterday.
👉 🇸🇪 Read this post in Swedish Skrädmjöl, surdeg och en storm som väckte minnen
There are moments when you know you’re close.
When something is about to fall into place.
Yesterday was one of those moments.
🍞 Gluten-free sourdough bread with skrädmjöl – a new scent in my kitchen
I found skrädmjöl in the store when we were shopping.
And yesterday I baked again.
Bread number three.
This time I used both Laila’s gluten-free flour mix and skrädmjöl.
And I wish I could describe the smell in my kitchen while the bread was in the oven.
Because it smelled so good.
A little nutty.
A little sweet.
The kind of scent that makes you stop for a moment and just breathe.
The bread rose beautifully in the oven and right there, in that moment, I felt it:
👉 I’ve done it.
👉 I can bake gluten-free sourdough bread with skrädmjöl.
This gluten-free sourdough bread is made with skrädmjöl, a roasted oat flour that gives a nutty, slightly sweet flavor.
💥 And then it happened again
I took the bread out of the oven.
Tall. Beautiful.
Since gluten-free dough is softer, I baked it in a cake tin.
And… you turn cakes upside down.
So I did.
At the exact moment it landed upside down, the thought came:
👉 wait… you’re not supposed to handle bread right away…
But it was already too late.
The bread collapsed.
Failure number three. Or four.
🌱 But I’m not giving up
I’m not giving up.
My sourdough is still there in the jar.
Yesterday I fed it with skrädmjöl.
And today…
today I try again.
A new day.
A new lesson.
👉 Don’t turn the bread
👉 Let it cool in the pan
I will figure this out.
🌬️ The storm that wakes something old
Storm Dave.
If there’s one kind of weather I don’t like, it’s storms.
I think it goes back to when I was a child.
I was four years old. Spring 1969.
My mother said:
👉 “Don’t go near the windows.”
A roof had blown off a building.
She was scared.
And that fear stayed with me.
🌲 When the wind grabs hold of the body
Every time the wind moves through the trees, something happens inside me.
Yesterday I was so uneasy I didn’t even want to go down to the basement to light the fire.
But then I realized:
👉 what difference does it make if I sit here watching?
👉 I can’t stop the wind anyway
So I went.
🌿 In the middle of the storm – something grows
I went out several times to the patio to tie up the curtains in the pavilion.
It would be a shame if the fabric tore.
I carried my small seed trays into the greenhouse.
The lids had blown off.
And there, in the wind…
I saw it.
Seeds had started to wake up.
🌱 Life.
Something that actually worked.
At least for now. Maybe it will get too warm in the greenhouse, maybe the nights will turn too cold and they won’t make it.
But then I’ll learn again.
🍦 Evening – ice cream and stillness
Later that evening, my husband and I were watching a movie.
And I felt like having ice cream.
So I went to the freezer and took one of my homemade ones.
And it was cozy. Really cozy.
And honestly…
the ice cream I made without cream is the best one.
Yesterday I bought agave syrup.
I’ve read it works well as a sweetener.
I’m curious to try.
I also bought mustard powder. I used to make my own mustard years ago when I had a small fast-food place. It was popular back then.
💭 Reflection
There is something about days like this.
When:
the bread collapses
the wind gets stronger
old fears return
and still…
👉 something grows
👉 something learns
👉 something continues
👉 and the joy of trying new things stays
My husband said something funny yesterday:
“Do you know what, my dear wife? I think you like making things from scratch.”
Ha ha haa…
After all these years – and he didn’t already know.
✨ AHA – Between the Lines
This is not really about bread.
It’s about:
daring to try again
staying with what you feel
seeing what actually works
Maybe the bread isn’t what matters most here.
Maybe it’s that I continue.
That I dare to try again – even when it didn’t turn out the way I thought.
That something inside me says:
👉 this I will not give up
💬 Question for you
Have you ever experienced something that almost worked –
but fell apart right at the finish line?
👉 Did you give up… or did you try again?
And what is it that you don’t want to let go of right now?
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Yesterday has already come to rest in history.
Tomorrow is waiting somewhere ahead.
But right now –
this is where life is happening.
And today…
I bake again.
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