Hello everyone and welcome to another Sourdough Sunday!!! I know you have missed me terribly from the blogs. How you go from day to day WONDERING what is going on in my kitchen… The SUFFERING you must have endured (HAHAHAHAHAHA) Let me put you out of your misery without further delay. IT LIVES!! Turns out with the right tools and temperature, I CAN MAKE BREAD! I can make… a lot of bread. SO much bread. I cannot stop making sourdough bread. I am LIVING for the lid opening reveals in the oven. The heart racing adrenaline of cutting into the loaf and closing inspecting the crumb. I have OVER hobby-ed myself. It isn’t even borderline obsession, I am a full on sourdough stalker. I am living the bread life so hard that my sweet Hazel is becoming as engrossed in the activities as well. After every lid opening- “Can I see Mommy?” “OHHH it’s a good one!” She now pretends her puzzle box is her bread box and is making bread right alongside me. She LOVES the bread as much as I do. She asks for “squishy” bread snacks and looks forward to the first slice of every loaf. Thatcher also likes the sourdough bread, but is here mainly for the sourdough waffles. Thatcher can eat THREE HUGE fluffy waffles all by himself. I am honestly impressed and attribute said amazing waffles to his perfect 9 month weigh in, getting him back into the 50th percentile! I think if an outsider were to enter my home, it would smell permanently of fresh baked tangy bread. No need for candles in here, just BREAD.
Now have I gotten any sleep? No absolutely not. Do I make and prep sourdough every night until about 5 am? Yes. Am I tired? I HAVE NO IDEA. I AM LIVING ON A SOURDOUGH CLOUD. When I take my nightly/morning “naps” before the kids wake up for the day, I wake up folding my blankets like they are my dough babies and I am reinforcing their gluten structures. The good news? My brain is too full for any of my other daily anxieties. I live sleep eat sourdough bread. I am as happy as our tummies!
Here are some pictures from my kitchen the past week-ish
My first resting loaf dough baby. Trust me when I say that jiggle was PRICELESS
Followed by a perfect cold proofing in a floured basket
Where my stalking took flight… My first lid reveal. LOOK AT THAT EAR!
TA DA!!!
And with that, I was hooked and I took the DEEP DIVE IN. I purchased big items because “We will all save on bread. So really it’s budget friendly”
My starter keeper. OH how you make my life so much better (don’t tell it I still have 3 jars in the cabinet)
Look at those BUBBLES even after 300g of water incorporation. PRICELESS I tell you!
I mean come onnnnnn! I look like a bakery!
But knowing they could get bigger at a more stable temperature…..
My Wallet nervously laughing, “I am in danger”
The best proofing box I never knew I needed!!!!
Look at that rise!! With more to grow!
The fermentation!!!!!! It is glorious!
The next morning. I bet you heard me SQUEALING around 10am
Perfect little dough babies!!
*Chefs Kiss*
It is so squishy I could cry. We annihilated this loaf at dinner.
Which honestly just fueled my desire fire… I CANNOT be held responsible for my actions or escalations.
One day of baking while more dough was set to bulk ferment in the proofing box…
I need to practice my oval bread shaping skills… Oh darn, I will have to make more bread
“Rose boule” Get it?!?
My favorite design to score so far, Vines and Leaves
First floured top score!
Not too shabby!
What I like to call the Sand dollar score (This loaf was eaten before I remembered to get a picture, oops)
Checkerboard score…
And more
Please someone… I have Bread looking for good homes
I have given loaves of sourdough bread to family, neighbors, friends…. I have more bread!
Please come get your bread!
I need the space to make more :)
Up next, time to tackle inclusions!
Also apparently you are supposed to name your starter? I am thinking of calling mine Midnight.
For the “Midnight Cottage Bakery” Micro-bakery? - I am working on it.
If anyone needs me, I’ll still be in the kitchen!
Obsessively up to my elbows in sourdough,
Always,
Amelia
