Celia from Fig Jam and Lime Cordial gave me a jar of liquid gold on Friday – some of her sourdough starter. I have baked bread many times before, but never sourdough bread. If I am going to really indulge in bread (which I should not eat given my issues with gluten), then it invariably is a really nice (and very expensive) loaf of sourdough…or woodfired Italian bread…or…mmm…lets face it, I have no will power to resist good bread.
As soon as I got home on Friday I started my sourdough adventure…feeding the “baby” and watching it grow and froth. Came home at midnight from a school fundraising function….and kneaded up the dough…as you do at that time of the night if you are a mad, food obsessed person like me. Shaped them up this morning and waited impatiently for the second rise. Baked a cake while I was waiting. Fed some more starter as well. Since I had so much fun shaping the bread I knew that if it was a disaster I would want to work on it again. And if it was a success it would all disappear very quickly and I would want more. Either way a second batch was going to be made this weekend. And then….hooray, they worked. Brilliant bread – perfect texture, crust, taste….if I say so myself. I was so excited but there was no one home other than the dog to get excited with me. I took a few photos and emailed them to Celia from my phone. And then very quickly ate half a baby baguette with butter and with blue cheese. Bliss.
Here are the photos for you to admire with me….yeah, I am still totally chuffed that this worked! 🙂