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Sour? D'oh!

To make "sourdough" bread, you need sourdough starter. It's a mixture of yeast and good bacteria that you add to your dough in order to flavor and leaven the bread. You can buy it, or you can make it. To make it, you need to carefully tend a batch of flour and water in order to cultivate a stable colony of wild yeast and lacto-bacteria. The yeast provide the lift and some flavor, the bacteria provide the sour. The basic process is pretty simple to describe: mix a specific ratio of flour and water, cover and let it sit. There are wild yeast all over flour, especially whole grain flour, so most starter recipes say to start with whole rye or whole wheat flour. And to get your starter started, you just need to encourage this wild yeast to grow. The next day, it will hopefully smell like beer. Then you discard some of the original mixture and feed the remains with generic all-purpose flour and water. Repeat, discarding and feeding for a week or so, until the mixture is just right. And that 'just right' is the trick. Done right, the yeast and the good bacteria will create a mutually beneficial environment: just acidic enough to keep out unwanted critters, but not acidic enough to kill the good critters. Done wrong, the unwanted critters set up shop and out-compete the good ones.

The ratio of water to flour in the feedings is important. The frequency of feedings is important. The temperature of the water is important. The ambient temperature is important. And it all just depends.

A month or so ago I managed to make a viable sourdough starter. I made one decent loaf of bread with it, then my starter got contaminated by something and I had to throw it out. So, I've been trying for weeks now to get another starter up to speed.

They all looked promising on their first and second days. They rose up vigorously and smelled like beer (yeast in action) and pleasantly sour yogurt (bacteria). But by day four or five, the yeast gave up - no more rise, just a few bubbles (bacteria emit CO2 and H2, just not in the quantity that yeast does). And then they all started to smell nasty - not rotting nasty, but chemically nasty - nail polish remover. I think that was due to a bacterium called Clostridium acetobutylicum, which out-competed the other bacteria and was happily turning the sugars and starches in the flour into acetone. And acetone kills yeast. The reason, as best I can tell, is that our kitchen is slightly too warm which that gives the acetone makers a slight edge over the lactic acid makers. And in the 2-cup Pyrex Thunderdome where this is all taking place, every advantage is taken.

So, the AC temp is down to 72 (not 74) today. And try #5 is bubbling away on the counter. It's day three. When I get home today, it should be funky and bubbly. But it better not smell like muthafunkin acetone! If it does, I'm going to give up and stick with insipid commercial yeast.

The Precious

Last summer, after a year without running and no prospect of starting up again, I was gaining weight. Because I'm a pretty slim fella, this wasn't exactly an emergency. But, my wedding ring had started to get tight, so I had it sized up a tiny bit. Then, last November I started running again. And now, six months later, I've lost ten pounds.

In the past month, my wedding ring has simply fallen off my finger, twice. Like, I moved my hand and my just ring fell off. I should've paid closer attention to that. Saturday, somewhere between Mad Max (awesome!), the Singaporean restaurant (awesome!) and the after dinner drinks, I lost my wedding ring. Almost 19 years!

Luckily for me, Mrs. lost hers ten years ago - so I didn't have to be the first.

A Quick One While She Was Away

Mrs was out on a girl's weekend this past weekend, so I finally got around to watching the Stones' "Rock And Roll Circus" show. It was a thing the Stones filmed in 68, with performances from Jethro Tull (lip synced, but with Sabbath's Tony Iommi on guitar), Taj Mahal, The Who, Marianne Faithful, "Dirty Mac" (John Lennon, Eric Clapton, Keith Richards and Mitch Mitchell) and The Stones. Dirty Mac did "Yer Blues" and then did a blues jam with a bewildered concert violinist sawing away while Yoko Ono screamed and howled next to him - it was surreal. There was a bunch of circus stuff, too.

Nearly all of it was at least pretty good. But, The Who's bit was the best:

What a monster band.

It's much better on a big screen with lots of volume, and no audio sync problems, but this will have to do.

Oh yeah

Now that Mad Men is back (and almost gone... final ep is waiting on my DVR!), I know why I always thought Romney was a con-man.

English as She is Spoke

Imagine a Portuguese speaker on the late 1800s attempting to write a Portuguese to English phrasebook, while not knowing any English but possessing both a Portuguese to French dictionary and a French to English dictionary.

It actually happened. And here's the result.

ex.

My uncle what will to treat her beship in a great sumptuousness, he was go Avignon for to buy what one should not find there, and he had leave me the charge to provide all things. I have excellent business, as you see, and i know some thing more than to eat my soup, since i know do prepare it. I did learn that it must give to the first to second and to the third service, by dishes that want to join, and yet some thing more; because we does pretend make a feast at four services without to account the dessert.

It sounds like what you'd expect by putting text through a mechanical translator a couple of times. Because that's basically what it is.

h/t

The Man Who Invented Sliced Bread

You've probably heard the phrase "The greatest thing since sliced bread". And maybe you've wondered just WTF is so remarkable about sliced bread, and how there could possibly be a time before sliced bread. Did people in some long passed time just take turns biting off a communal loaf?

Well, there actually was a time before sliced bread - packaged, pre-sliced bread, that is - and it wasn't all that long ago.

The first loaf of commercially produced, pre-sliced bread was sold in Missouri in 1928. And it was sliced and packaged using a machine invented by Otto Frederick Rohwedder, a jeweler, watchmaker, ophthalmologist and inventor.

Wonder Bread was created in 1930. And by 1933, sliced bread was outselling unsliced bread.

Rohwedder's machine in now in the Smithsonian.