I've been baking a lot of bread lately. And I mean more than I used to do before, as baking bread for my family is an activity that I have been enjoying for quite some time now.
But since I was kindly gifted a portion of a mature (more
than 100 years old, as I was told by the pastry chef who gave it to me)
sourdough starter, about one month ago, the baking activity in my kitchen has
significantly increased.
First of all because I would feel guilty to let that
precious - at least in my eyes - and alive material go wasted.
Second because I have the opportunity to make experiments and, hopefully, improve my
ability to manage sourdough starter and, in general, to make bread.
Finally because I love any kind of bread, from farmhouse
to ciabatta to focaccia to pita / flatbread, made with a sourdough starter: I
like the peculiar sourness (by the way), smell and texture of the crumb as well as the
external thick and crunchy crust.