No, that is not a photo of bread made with my wild-captured yeast. I seemed to have committed yeasticide and I don’t know why. I’m also not sure why I was doing it when I have perfectly good dry yeast in the fridge. So… My brother sent me a recipe… Continue reading
This. THIS. This is the bread I’ve been looking for. You might recall that I’ve been trying to make the perfect loaf of bread for some time. I started out decades ago wanting to duplicate the San Francisco sourdough I had gorged on for so many years. It was a… Continue reading
Today is one of those blustery winter days that remind me yeah, it’s still winter. Blast it. Which is what it’s doing out there — blasting frigid winter wind that shoots down the barrel of my valley and through the walls of my straw bale house. Making me vow, yet once… Continue reading