Perseverance is a great element of success. If you only knock long enough and loud enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody.
I am distantly related to Old Hank Longfellow and when I chanced upon the quote this morning, I felt it worth repeating, since last night, at around 9 o'clock, I would have liked to have woken up Michael Pollan, he of the "oh breadmaking is so much fun" fame.
|Mr. Pollan, you are brilliant and delightful, |
but I could have used you around the house the last couple of days
I have faith in my sourdough starter, in all of its bubbling, bacterial, jollification.
However, the rest of the directions seemed to only confuse me. The dough was like a soup, though it was said that it ought to be a lovely watery mass.... All that said, it did not turn out. There are no pictures, because it was stuck to the dutch oven overnight, threatening to stay attached forever and frankly, I just wanted to crawl into bed with a good book.
However, I am undaunted. I am just perhaps daunted by Mr. Pollan. It seems that my style of learning requires either pictures or in-person demos. If any of you know Mr. Pollan, send him my way, In the absence of that, I am studying Epicurious.com. Meanwhile, my starter bubbles away... waiting...
As God is my witness, I will make this kind of bread!
From Bread of the Damned we move to:
Sweater of the Damned...
There is some good news. I tried many things, including ALL of your suggestions. The final thing that seemed to bring the sweater back from its funkified state was putting it in a sealed bag with baking soda for 2 days and then running it through the handwash cycle with oxyclean detergent. Desperate times....
Now I will wash once more with the Laundress, to make it fluffy again!
Maybe tomorrow we will talk about clothes or something....
Stay safe out there, xoxo wendy