The sourdough madness has me
Look, I missed out on it during Covid, ok?
A couple of months ago my mate Liam kindly gave me a Saturday of his time and taught me how to make sourdough.
It’s been all downhill from there. But in a fun way, like on a toboggan.
Each week, depending on how hectic work has been, I bake between two and four loaves of absolutely delicious organic crunchy pillowy sourdough bread. I missed a window to prep starter last week and had to buy the Dunnes Stores organic white sourdough – an erstwhile favourite – and it was like ashes in my mouth. My kids asked what was wrong with the bread.
Part of this ties into something that I’ve been trying to find a way to talk or blog about for a while - which is that now our youngest is in preschool and is starting to assert their independence, I suddenly have a little bit more time on my hands, a bit more energy, more headspace. And I’m determined not to fill it with doomscrolling, forever games or algoslop, I want to live intentionally, and having hobbies (like this blog) is a deliberate part of that.
Here, because you were good and stuck around, another shot of the bread.
Both shots of the bread taken by the lovely Nathalie, btw.