It was 6 AM on a Tuesday, and I was staring at what looked like a deflated pancake on my kitchen counter. Three days of feeding, nurturing, and carefully tending to my sourdough starter. Five hours of bulk fermentation. Two hours of final proof. And this was the result: a loaf so dense and flat … Read more
I still remember standing at my kitchen counter at 11pm on a Tuesday, staring at a completely deflated loaf. Not just a little flat. Pancake flat. The kind of flat that makes you question every decision you’ve ever made, including the one where you thought sourdough baking was a relaxing hobby. I had done everything … Read more
I want to tell you about the morning I nearly threw away a starter I had been nurturing for three months. It was a Tuesday, I had just shuffled into the kitchen in my pajamas, and when I lifted the lid off my jar I was greeted by what I can only describe as the … Read more
