This past Thursday was marked by distinct anger and frustration as a stupid oversight on my behalf ruined my first attempt at making sourdough bread, an endeavor I had been working on for the past week, at least in that I had been nursing a home-made sourdough starter for several days. I recovered from my disappointment, however, and made a second attempt yesterday after I'd built the starter back up again. I think it turned out pretty well.
That's my starter there in the back, still bubblin' away. The two loaves look a little different in color because our oven is apparently as temperature-challenged as our range, and the first loaf got a little burned, so I turned the temperature down for the second one and it ended up a little pale. Still crusty and delicious, though! I wouldn't mind it if they had risen a little more vertically, but I seem to never have the patience to wait more than 2 hours or so on the second rising. Also still working on scoring successfully. I think I finally found one of Danielle's Cutco knives that's sharp enough for the job, but it doesn't accomplish much if the bread doesn't want to expand much.
In other news, we've been having a spell of unseasonably warm weather, a welcome change from what has so far been a frigid and snowy winter. I know it's just a tease, but my body is convinced that it's spring and filling me with spring happiness. Michigan is a cruel mistress.
That's my starter there in the back, still bubblin' away. The two loaves look a little different in color because our oven is apparently as temperature-challenged as our range, and the first loaf got a little burned, so I turned the temperature down for the second one and it ended up a little pale. Still crusty and delicious, though! I wouldn't mind it if they had risen a little more vertically, but I seem to never have the patience to wait more than 2 hours or so on the second rising. Also still working on scoring successfully. I think I finally found one of Danielle's Cutco knives that's sharp enough for the job, but it doesn't accomplish much if the bread doesn't want to expand much.In other news, we've been having a spell of unseasonably warm weather, a welcome change from what has so far been a frigid and snowy winter. I know it's just a tease, but my body is convinced that it's spring and filling me with spring happiness. Michigan is a cruel mistress.
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