Love sometimes makes you do crazy things. Like making a corner of your kitchen smell like someone poured a beer over a pair of old running shoes. On purpose.
My husband’s sandwich bread of choice is sourdough. I’m pretty fond of it myself - the tangy loaf can make any sandwich better. It’s also the only bread that we’re still buying at the store because, well… when it comes to sourdough, I suck. I am a sourdough killer.
And since we’re confessing, I’ve (...)
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Tags: Love, Yeast