Es el Día de los Muertos. ¿Qué es esto? La muerte a sí mismo en forma de pan!
¡ Echar aguas !
The traditional recipe for Pan de Muerto was way more cakey than any bread recipe I'd ever seen. ¿Eggs? ¿Warmed milk? ¿Vanilla extract? No entiendo.
I scrapped the traditional recipe and started from bread. Flour, water, yeast, salt. I threw in a couple of spoons of sugar, to make it sweet, and kneeded into the skull portion some sultanas, chopped candied ginger, and orange zest.
Then the fun part: shaping. Sliced in some eyes and a mouth. Made a full bone and two halves (which, out of context, appeared a little grosero...).
Glazed before baking with a mix of orange zest, sugar and water.
The result was a smooth, sweet bread, reminiscent of finger buns (without the sickly pink icing). And the scariest thing to ever come out of my oven.
Que chido! No hay bronca.