Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Sourdough Goof

So, last night I mixed up some bread dough with a dose of Grover, my sourdough. It sat overnight and rose nicely, though not excessively. I wasn't worried because it was progressing the same way the first loaf did and that one was yummy.

Everything went smoothly until about lunchtime when I set it in the oven, under the light, for the second rise. I didn't think to take a picture, but it looked like a normal blob of bread dough.

The kids and I had some errands to run. Just a couple. They shouldn't have taken very long. Really. But there was no parking. And then some yutz parked in the drive lane on a one-way weird shaped parking lot, thus requiring everybody else to back up the wrong way. And then we stopped at the library and got lost in cookbooks. You know, things happen...

So when we got home, this is what was waiting for me in the oven, which wasn't turned on- just the light was on.

I had debated leaving the plastic wrap on it in the oven, but was glad I had because the dough clung to the wrap instead of glopping all over my oven. I'm not really an oven cleaning kind of gal.

So, the decision had to be made- throw it out or throw it in to bake? I knew that long rises made for more sour sourdough. But having made only one loaf before this, I had no basis of comparison. So, I decided to go ahead and bake it. After I trimmed off the dough sliding down the side of the pan. After I did that, I got a better look at the depth of oops I was dealing with.
Yeah, I know... If you're a successful sourdough baker, I'm pretty sure you are holding the sides of your monitor and screaming "Throw it out and run away!!" If only you'd said it sooner! Here's what greeted me after baking...

The Girl was in the kitchen when I pulled this baby out of the oven. The conversation went something like this:

Me: Doesn't that look terrible?
Girl: It kind of looks like flooring.
Me: Can I quote you?
Girl: Yeaaah?...I guess...only if you mention I said it in the nicest way possible...

 Sooo, being the adventurous type (cough), I sliced a piece off . It actually looked pretty good inside.

 But it sooo, sooo wasn't good. It was terrible. Sour enough to make me cry if I forced myself to eat it. Which I didn't do. Because I'm absent-minded, but not stupid. The dogs like it though. I have no idea why. Brain damage maybe, from knocking their heads together all the time. Whatever the reason, they're welcome to it.

I had a little chat with Grover about this minor disaster. He swears it wasn't his fault. That I should have paid more attention to the rise time. I'd like to blame him for this goof. Thing is, I think he's right. We'll try again soon and see how it turns out.



  1. Oh, wow!! I'm glad it's not just me whose sourdough gets a little overenthusiastic from time to time!

    Oddly enough, my dogs adore any and all scraps of sourdough, too. Mind you, they have been known to eat potato peelings, carrots, raw cauliflower, compost and very dead, very dry frogs, too, so I don't think we should read too much into the sourdough thing.

  2. At least I now know what I'm up against once my starter is ready! LOL!! I had a recent loaf fail too, but it was from regular yeast gone bad (I think), and I did what you did...baked it and tried it anyway. Might as well, right? Nothing to lose at that point! (Mine wasn't edible, either.)

    My roommate is bringing home a new puppy tonight (a little dog), so thanks for letting me know an easy way to get rid of any spare unwanted bread in the future! My kitty isn't interested. :)

  3. Alison, it's definitely not just you! And I hear you on the things dogs eat. One of mine steals and chews up cans. Cans. Why? That just can't feel good.

    Sara, I am so jealous of that beautiful bread you baked. But this bread-baking thing seems to take undivided attention so maybe now that you'll have a cute little dog to distract you, I'll be able to catch up to your bread skills. Maybe. I'm not holding my breath or anything though.