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A rich, buttery braided bread that Austrian godfathers bring their godchildren on All Saints' Day. The golden six-strand braid is as much ritual as recipe, and the kitchen smells like love while it bakes.
Every year in late October, the bakeries in Salzburg fill their windows with braided loaves. Some have three strands, some four, some six. The most ambitious ones stack two braids on top of each other. These are Allerheiligenstriezel, and they appear for one reason: All Saints' Day on the first of November. Your Göd, your godfather, brings one to your door. That's the tradition. That's how it's done.
I learned to braid bread in my grandmother Eva's kitchen in Kent. Gretel always said that the dough tells you when it's ready. You press it with your finger and it pushes back slowly, like a cat stretching. That's when you know the yeast has done its work and the gluten has developed enough to hold the braid without tearing. She could braid six strands without looking down, her hands moving from memory, and I sat on my stool and watched until I could do it too.
The dough itself is simple. Good flour, good butter, eggs, milk, a little sugar, lemon zest, and Vanillezucker for that soft warmth that sits behind every great Austrian bake. You knead it until it's smooth and elastic, let it rise until it doubles, then roll it into long ropes and braid. The braiding is the craft. It looks complicated, but once your hands learn the pattern, it becomes rhythmic, almost meditative. Six over two, two over six, one over three, five over one, three over five. Again. Again. Again.
When it comes out of the oven, the crust is deep gold with a shine from the egg wash, pearl sugar catching the light, and the crumb inside is soft and rich and pulls apart in buttery layers. You tear off a piece while it's still warm and you don't need anything on it. No jam, no butter. Just the bread, which is already everything it needs to be.
The tradition of the Allerheiligenstriezel dates to at least the 17th century in Austria, tied to the Catholic feast of All Saints on November 1st. Godfathers, called Göd or Pate depending on the region, brought braided loaves to their godchildren as gifts, a custom documented in Upper Austria and Salzburg as early as the 1600s. The braided form itself carries older symbolism: some historians connect it to the practice of women cutting their braids as offerings for the dead, with bread braids eventually replacing the human hair. The number of strands varied by region and by the baker's ambition, but a proper Striezel always had at least three.
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500g
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80g
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1 packet (8g)
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7g
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1/2 teaspoon
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1
zested
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180ml
lukewarm
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2 large
room temperature
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80g
softened
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2 tablespoons
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80g
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1
mixed with 1 tablespoon milk for egg wash
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for topping
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for topping
| Ingredient | Quantity |
|---|---|
| plain flour (Type 700 if available) | 500g |
| granulated sugar | 80g |
| vanilla sugar (Vanillezucker) | 1 packet (8g) |
| instant yeast | 7g |
| fine salt | 1/2 teaspoon |
| lemonzested | 1 |
| whole milklukewarm | 180ml |
| eggsroom temperature | 2 large |
| unsalted buttersoftened | 80g |
| dark rum | 2 tablespoons |
| raisins (optional) | 80g |
| egg yolkmixed with 1 tablespoon milk for egg wash | 1 |
| pearl sugar (Hagelzucker) | for topping |
| sliced almonds (optional) | for topping |
If you're using raisins, put them in a small bowl and pour the rum over them. Let them soak while you make the dough, at least thirty minutes. They'll plump up and carry that dark, boozy warmth into every bite. If you're skipping the raisins, add the rum directly to the dough. Don't skip the rum entirely. It rounds out the sweetness and keeps the bread from tasting one-dimensional.
In a large bowl, combine the flour, sugar, Vanillezucker, yeast, salt, and lemon zest. Whisk them together so the yeast is evenly distributed. Make a well in the center. Pour in the lukewarm milk, crack in the eggs, and add the softened butter. If you're not using raisins, add the rum here too. The milk should feel like a warm bath when you test it with your wrist. Too hot and you'll kill the yeast before it has a chance to work. Too cold and it will sit there sulking.
Mix everything together with a wooden spoon until it forms a shaggy mass, then turn it out onto a lightly floured surface. Knead for ten to twelve minutes by hand. The dough will start sticky and resistant. Don't add more flour unless it's truly unmanageable. Push with the heel of your hand, fold it over, turn a quarter, push again. After ten minutes it should be smooth, elastic, and slightly tacky. Press it with your finger. If it springs back slowly, it's ready. If it springs back fast and tight, keep going.
If you soaked raisins, drain any unabsorbed rum and fold them gently into the dough now. Shape the dough into a ball, place it in a lightly oiled bowl, and cover with a clean tea towel. Let it rise in a warm, draft-free spot until it has doubled in size, about one to one and a half hours. The timing depends on your kitchen. A warm kitchen on a Salzburg summer afternoon might take an hour. A cold English kitchen in November, and I speak from experience, might take two. Watch the dough, not the clock.
Punch the dough down gently and turn it out onto a clean surface. Divide it into six equal pieces. A kitchen scale is your friend here. Uneven pieces make an uneven braid, and an uneven braid bakes unevenly. Roll each piece into a rope about 40 centimeters long, working from the center outward with both hands. Keep even pressure. If a rope keeps shrinking back on you, set it aside for five minutes and roll another. The gluten is fighting you, and it relaxes if you give it a moment.
Lay the six strands side by side on your work surface. Pinch them together firmly at the top and tuck the pinched end underneath. Number them in your mind, one through six, left to right. Here is the pattern: move strand six over strand one. Move strand two over strand six. Move strand one over strand three. Move strand five over strand one. Move strand three over strand five. Now renumber, left to right, and repeat the same sequence. Six over one, two over six, one over three, five over one, three over five. It sounds confusing written down, but your hands will find the rhythm after two repetitions. When you reach the end, pinch the strands together and tuck the ends under the loaf.
Transfer the braided loaf to a large baking sheet lined with parchment. Cover loosely with a tea towel and let it rise for thirty to forty minutes. It should look visibly puffed and feel light when you nudge it. Don't let it overproof. If the braid looks like it's losing definition and the strands are blurring together, it's gone too far and you'll lose the beautiful pattern in the oven.
Preheat your oven to 175°C (350°F). Beat the egg yolk with a tablespoon of milk and brush the entire surface of the braid with a light, even coat. Get into the grooves between the strands. This is what gives the Striezel its deep golden shine. Scatter pearl sugar generously over the top. If you're using sliced almonds, press them lightly into the grooves of the braid. The pearl sugar is traditional and worth finding. It stays crunchy even after baking, giving you little bursts of sweetness against the soft crumb.
Bake on the middle rack for 30 to 35 minutes. The Striezel is done when the crust is a deep, even golden brown and the loaf sounds hollow when you tap the bottom. If the top is browning too quickly, tent it loosely with foil for the last ten minutes. Don't underbake this bread. A pale Striezel is a sad Striezel. The sugars in the enriched dough need that deep color to develop their full flavor.
Let the Striezel cool on a wire rack for at least twenty minutes before you tear into it. I know the smell makes that difficult. The crumb needs time to set or it will be gummy when you pull it apart. Once it's warm rather than hot, tear a piece from the end. The inside should be soft, golden, and pull apart in tender layers that smell of butter and vanilla and lemon. Mahlzeit!
1 serving (about 90g)
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