some days poetry
is what lifts the flagging heart
sometimes, sourdough
Succour
10 Sunday May 2020
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Love it!
Thank you 😊
Me too!
Very like poetry, overcoming the frustration to get a pleasant result, the whole thing!
Using your loaf! Nice haiku.
Crumbs! Thank you 😊
I could eat a slice right now!
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So true!
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A beautiful loaf – and Haiku. I had a philosophy professor who baked bread to calm herself. It was the kneading that did it.
Thank you. A baker friend of mine said it’s the overcoming of the mind melting frustration of sourdough that does it.
Gotta love a poet who thinks with his stomach.
You’ve come to the right place!
So true, Bill. I love sourdough but I let my starter die decades ago when my toddler daughter was diagnosed with celiac and I stopped baking. It was sad. The starter was part of the family.
A big loss, even when needs must. (I confess to naming mine.)
I love that, Bill. If you’ll indulge me, I have a story about that starter. My sister in law got it from an elderly neighbor many decades ago. I loved her bread so she shared some of her starter with me. I used it for years and it was a weekly treat in our home. Then when my daughter had to go gluten free back in the 90s before it was a fad, I just gave up on bread (and the sourdough waffles for Saturday breakfasts!). The starter died. Then several months later my sister in law calls to tell me that not only had she let her starter die also, but her neighbor, the source of the starter, had died as well. She was calling to get some starter from me! My daughter is grown and lives 1000 miles away so you have inspired me to look up how to make a starter and start baking again. It would be a good way to work out pandemic blues. Thanks.
That’s a touching tale, such a circle of loss. A baker I know in Fremantle, WA told me sourdough is an exercise in frustration and elation, as you say, just the thing for these dour days. I wish you heartfelt luck with your new adventure. The yeast from that lost starter may still be hanging around your kitchen, waiting to be resurrected, go to it!