4 Different Containers For Your Sourdough Starter

Homemade Sourdough Starter | theclevercarrot.com

Meet Dillon, my sourdough starter.

It’s an offspring from an 10 year old Australian starter, which was a gift from my friend Celia (you’ll read all about it in my book!) Together, we created Artisan Sourdough Made Simple. 

If you’re new to sourdough, a starter is a live fermented culture of flour and water. Once it becomes all bubbly and active a small portion is added to your bread dough to make it rise- no commercial yeast is required. You’ll find more detailed writing and supplemental information in my book (trust me, I could go on and on!) but for now, all you need to know is this: without a starter the whole concept of sourdough baking would not exist.

So, what type of container is best for your starter? Does it even matter? …

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Artisan Sourdough Made Simple

Learn how to make easy sourdough bread with the step-by-step recipes in Artisan Sourdough Made Simple | theclevercarrot.com

Guess what time it is?

IT’S PRE ORDER TIME!

Have you purchased your copy of Artisan Sourdough Made Simple? 

I have to tell you, I am so proud of this book.

From morphing my ghetto-fabulous kitchen into a full time bakery, to writing endless chapters out of my bedroom with a cat perched on my lap, and scouring the internet for vintage props until 2 AM (from Tasmania to be exact- I found a great shop on Etsy!), every single moment of this project has been painstakingly worth it.

You want to know why?

Because this book was a journey of the heart.

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sourdough noir

sourdough noir | theclevercarrot.com

Allow me to embarrass myself:

When I can’t sleep at night, I think about food.

I analyze recipes. I scrutinize them. I think about ingredients and techniques and plan out what I’m going to make in the morningFor whatever reason, I find comfort in this soothing mechanism because it tires out my mind. And I enjoy it.

This isn’t  something new- it all stared when my youngest son was born. He had severe colic and screamed his head off from 6am- 6pm for six weeks straight. It was mental torture. There was no sleeping, no showering, no putting him down. I thought about food to stay sane. It distracted me. During this time I taught myself the metric system, demystified sourdough, scribbled recipe ideas on the back of junk mail, and dreamed of an heirloom garden. Was I going mad? Probably. But in retrospect, this otherwise noisy difficult time in my life turned out to be surprisingly productive.

Three years later……

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