For the longest time, my bulk ferment was a complete guessing game. I was using a random ceramic mixing bowl covered with plastic wrap, and I had absolutely no idea how much my dough had risen. Every bake felt like…
For months, I baked sourdough in a hand-me-down enameled Dutch oven. The results were fine — decent ear, decent crust — but I kept seeing stunning open crumb shots online. People credited their baking vessel. That sent me deep into…
For years, I grabbed whatever salt was closest on my pantry shelf when baking sourdough. Diamond Crystal kosher salt was my default — it was cheap, familiar, and always available. But after a few months of reading about Celtic sea…
Six months into my sourdough journey, I was still getting flat, dense loaves with no structure. My dough kept spreading sideways during the final proof instead of building upward. A friend suggested I needed a proper banneton basket, so I…
For months, my malted barley flour sourdough bread attempts were producing loaves that tasted great but looked embarrassingly pale. The crust had no color, no crackle, and zero of that deep amber shine I kept seeing in bakery photos. Every…
Two years ago, my sourdough loaves were a mess. Every single bake felt like a gamble. I was using measuring cups, eyeballing flour, and wondering why my results were so wildly inconsistent. Then a baker in my local bread group…
My sourdough loaves were stuck in a rut. Every weekend I’d pull a boule out of the Dutch oven, and every weekend the ear was either nonexistent or completely blown out on the wrong side. My old single-blade lame —…
For the longest time, I baked sourdough by feel. I knocked on the bottom of the loaf, listened for that hollow thump, and hoped for the best. Sometimes it worked. Often, I sliced into a loaf that looked perfect on…
I had killed three sourdough starters in two months. Three. Each time, I followed guides, watched videos, and still ended up with a sad, flat jar of flour and water that smelled more like nail polish remover than bread. So…
My sourdough starter turned 11 years old this spring. In that time, I’ve neglected it, overfed it, underfed it, accidentally frozen it, left it in the fridge for a month, and once knocked the jar off the counter and watched…
