People, this morning I woke up to bubbles, which means I am on my way to making a successful sourdough starter that I will later turn into bread (or cake)!� Can you hear my nerdy heart beating wildly?� I have a feeling this will be as exciting as the time I received Sea Monkeys for my 7th birthday.� More so, because it doesn’t look like things will end badly.
Ohhhhh, now you’ve done it! We received sourdough starter from my mother-in-law shortly after we were married that has been around for 20 years. I didn’t think I was ready for the responsibility to say the least. Happily our little portion is still alive and well.
Hope your bread is delicious!
My mom was given one of these once (at least 30 years ago) and it was named Herman and she had to feed it to keep it alive. Herman lasted for a while but not for long. Maybe Herman’s other offspring is in a refrigerator somewhere. Good luck!
OooooOO I’ve always been so afraid to start one! How long do you have to wait to use it?
Oh, is this from the on line course you talked about in an earlier post? I meant to sign up for that. Thanks for the reminder. I hope you post a picture of the first loaf of bread it makes!
We got our daughter Sea Monkeys once. When they died she refused to dispose of them. She was SO upset. Her room got so smelly, we finally had to get rid of them. It was a very traumatising experience.
Larissa- you have to keep feeding it twice a day for a few days before you can use it. It’s like a pet or something.
Kathy–yup! That’s the course! At least your daughter’s sea monkeys hatched. Mine never did.
There is a great story about a sour dough starter on I believe NPR’s This American Life series. You should check it out.
I want to try that…Ange gave me the recipe. Just haven’t found, errrr made, the time yet! :) Can’t wait to see posts about the great stuff you made with your sourdough!!
When I grew up all of my aunts and grandmother and my own mom all had jars of starter in the fridge. I was never allowed to touch it. Now that I’m older and cook I realize what a precious commodity it was. I wish I could have one now, but I’m afraid I would kill it. I don’t think I’m up for that kind of responsibility! I can barely keep the dog alive.
This was a dangerous post to read…it made me crave thick slices of sourdough bread dipped in melted cheese. Won’t be able to get that idea out of my brain for hours. {sigh}
My grandma tried to give me her many, many year old starter once, and I killed it. I need to relearn. I’m craving sourdough bread.
Oh, teach me wise one! hahahahahaha!
I’m so PROUD!
I don’t know what the difference is between sourdough and “friendship” bread … but I know every time I’ve been given a friendship starter it ends badly. The last time I actually made it all the way through… brought it to work and one of the guys said, “Well, sometimes you’ve got to try to see what won’t work.” Then he was irritated that I threw it away WHATEVER!