Good morning sunshine! So my friend B decided to give me some fresh sourdough starter a couple of days ago when he dropped off his kids for music lessons. What was he thinking? I need some time (at least a month) before I commit to taking care of millions of hungry microorganisms. I read that one is supposed to feed it. “Feed it with what?” asked my friend D (who I talk to whenever I panic about trivial things). “Steak!” I joked. After four years, my dog Oliver still has to remind me at times to feed him. What about when I go on vacation? Is there a special starter “kennel”? Or when I’m out with friends? Hey guys, sorry I have to go home to feed the dough! My anxieties eventually subsided and I decided to start off easy made some pancakes. Oh, it only took a day but it was well worth it. I served it for dinner last night with grilled Georgia peaches and Michigan blueberries that I purchased from Tree Ripe, and drizzled with our favorite maple syrup from Cooks’ Woods. Best pancakes I’ve ever made according to Keith. They were very light and fluffy with a bit of stretchiness. I’m even thinking about making a sourdough boule next. Wish me luck! Thank you for the gift B.
Fluffiest Pancakes Ever