Sourdough Starter, Take Two

Well, I've worked up the guts to try this again. My reference this time was the book, Ultimate Bread.

Things seemed to go better this morning. I dissolved the yeast in the water, I added flour, and I stirred.

I did not have excessive bubblage. No overflow. No sticky cleanup.

A Minnesotan friend of mine told me I needed to stir the starter a couple of times a day, which I did. So far, so good.

We'll see what tomorrow brings.

My kids are a fan of the bread machine white bread, and so it's time to stockpile. I know white is not as good as wheat, but MY white bread is not full of the crap that Wonder Bread is....so there.

By the way, on a totally different topic, my 12-year-old son has started his own blog here at blogspot. It is essentially a chronicle of his year as a first-year homeschooler. School begins tomorrow for him (a full week earlier than his sister and brother).

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