Operation: Sourdough
OK, so the first project is mostly indulgent. I will still be doing the dietary experiments, but as the weather gets cooler here, my thoughts turn to baking. Some of my fondest childhood memories are of bread baking with my Dad (though I think he largely used it as a way to keep smartass kids productively occupied between school and dinner, with the added bonus of supplementing dinner). We never did sourdough, and store-bought sourdough was not readily available in Seattle, at least we never bought it, until I was around 10 or 12. But I have always loved the process of taking basically three simple ingredients and turning them into the miracle of bread. A basic white loaf is made from just flour, water, and yeast. An addition of milk, or butter, or cheese, or… any number of things can produce a richer, tastier, more tender loaf, but the basics are the original three- flour, water, yeast.
Sourdough simplifies the process even further, by drawing yeast from the air. A combination of flour and water, plus a little time should produce what it commonly known as a “sponge”. This naturally grown yeast is slightly fermented, which is what gives sourdough its tang. While a crusty loaf, similar to French bread, is the ultimate in bread perfection, most of us don’t have ovens in our homes that get hot enough to produce one. The iconic ‘bowl’, hollowed out and filled with chili or chowder also falls into this category. So I intend to take it back to the original for starters (pun intended). Which is the humble, frontier inspired biscuit. (OK, I could, and may, go *all* the way back to neolithic inspired bread-this is more or less how cavemen leavened their bread, but that would require a coarser flour that I currently have in my kitchen).
In this first attempt, I have used just flour and water, which is not always enough. Some areas just don’t have enough natural yeast in the air to create the sponge. But here it is on day one:
