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baked Plum Strudel

for after lunch all day snack

2 cups of unbleached cake/bread,etc flour
bit salt, sugar
1/4 + teaspoon yeast

mixed with handwarm water and let it sit
covered with a linen towel

it rose pretty good, beautiful dough
by 14:00 I got hungry for 'coffee and snack'

Friday I had bought ten blue plums, I have none in the garden...
same plums that we boys ate while touring the forest around Frankfurt
last century...

my apple strudel got kind of 'boring'
not exciting my appetite too much,
so my eyes found good looking plums

I put them out in the sun all afternoon friday
to make them plums sweet and sweeter

This dough rose very nicely;
poured more flour over it and started kneading by hand...
I rolled the dough ball flat to fit the ten inch width spring form

then I took the stones out of the ten plums,
which gave me twenty halves and pressed them professionally
into the dough
resting and then wanting to rise again inside the spring form;
sprinkled some sugar on top, some flour, both not too much


while doing above I preheated the oven for five minutes,
put now the spring-form for further rise inside
for about fifteen minutes
then turned on the heat for 30 minutes at about 400F

then another fifteen minutes on Broil/Toast,
that brought out the juices nicely and sweet
and browned the dough some

Then put the hot hot hot springform on the wooden board on the table,
opened the springform
and the beauty stood their
wanting to be eaten

Cut in four pieces and then again which made eight pieces,
the more I cut the more pieces I got to eat...

This tasted so good, I have one piece left for breakfast;
these fresh plums compete now with my fresh apples for taste

the baked dough tasted excellent too

and with the juicy plums pressed into the dough
I was not able to improve on this taste with whipping cream
which I skipped
not to spoil an 'original' plum taste cake,
so I ate my cake "raw".

a cake which I couldn't buy around here...

I'm seven time-zone hours away from Europe,
the more I cook and bake myself the better the adventure;

again 30Celsius today


Now I can't wait for breakfast and eat the last piece...

will I bake another one tomorrow?

with apples, beautiful apples, don't know what's the name...
beautiful taste