just  realized I fell asleep on he couch as I sat down to write.. I’m beat.. but not sure why.. I’ve been feeling pretty low for the last week or so… maybe it’s work.. maybe it’s the the sunlight.. .. don’t know..

hmmm.. not much to report on today. We’re all hunkered down awaiting a big snowstorm. Making big predictions about a storm is a sure way to scare it off. I remember as a kid, the more we prepped for a big hurricane, the smaller the storm turned out to be.. Of we went to the trouble of taping up the windows, the storm would miss us altogether.

Ahh.. one thing I haven’t talked about here is the wonder bread binge we’ve been on. We inherited (adopted ?) a sourdough starter culture from our friend Jean.. I believe it’s been in her family for more than 40 years.. and .. if I’m not mistaken.. they got it from a family who’d had it for 75. The goo sits in our fridge most of the time.. I think Diane throws in some flour occasionally to keep it fed.. but other than that.. it just sits their and waits for us.

once a day. diane tosses some of the starter in a big bowl with flour, water and salt, stirs it up .. and sets it to rise up on the china cupboard.. no kneading necessary

then she usually puts it in a cast iron dutch oven, bakes it in a hot oven covered for 15 min then uncovered for 15 minutes..
.. and out it comes..

sometimes Diane makes it with whole wheat, sometimes half and half, sometimes with oats, other times with chocolate and fruit. Sometimes it ends up as pita bread, or pizza crust or rolls.. whatever the shape or ingredients .. it’s delicious… it’s by far the best bread I’ve ever tasted….

and to think the yeast  cultures. has been in the neighborhood for more than 120 years.

OK.. I’m going to try and get some sleep..

nite all, nite sam

-me