A surprise awaited me on the Sunday morning after the concert.
My H had made a breakfast appointment with a business friend and, kind of reluctantly, I went along. It was, after all, a bakery that we were meeting at!
Our friend, who had chosen the venue, had no idea how this would intrigue me! While I was gawking at the fun in that kitchen, he asked me what side of the table we'd want to sit at in reference to one he had picked a bit farther away. Smiling, I said, I want to sit right here in front of this window!
On one side of the large table, large amounts of yeast dough get weighed out and shaped into,
what look like, large thick pizza shells.
On the other side of the table someone puts the tray into the machine.
It closes and jiggles for a few seconds
It was amazing to see how this could be done! Having shaped buns by hand almost all my life =)
I've wondered how a machine would do it. The tray went back to the table, where another cook spread them out on large baking sheets, to rise and bake.
As was the French toast!

