My latest foray into fermented foods is sourdough bread. A friend of mine brought some San Francisco sourdough back from California with her after the holidays, and I have been searching for something comparable on the east coast ever since. I’ve purchased sourdough from bakeries at supermarkets and bakeries, and when I can find sourdough it’s never the strong, bitter stuff I have had from California. So I did some research.
As it turns out, sourdough and San Francisco sourdough are entirely different things. Sourdough is simply the bread that has been made for years, before modern active dry yeast was produced. In the old days, if you wanted yeast, you would have to keep it alive yourself. It was known as “starter“. When you made bread, you would put some starter in your flour and water mixture, and your dough would rise. When making San Francisco sourdough, it’s basically the opposite: you make a bunch of starter and then put some flour into it to reach a bread dough consistency.
So I sent an envelope to an organization known as Carl’s Friends, who out of the kindness of their hearts will mail you some dried sourdough starter if you send them a pre-stamped envelope. Upon receiving an envelope full of white powder (which was unnerving having just read Demon in the Freezer a few weeks ago), I reactivated the yeast and bacteria mixture using flour and a little potato water. Within a few days I had a frothing, gummy mixture of living starter. It had the smell of beer and wet latex paint.
I made San Francisco sourdough bread last weekend from a recipe I found on the Internet. It turned out with an amazing aroma. I do not have any photos because it was gone too quickly. I’ll try making some more this weekend. Hopefully it will stick around a little longer.
Recent Comments