The sourdough project has climaxed in an epic failure. My hopes and dreams are dashed. What went wrong, you might ask? Oh, so very many things.
For one, I think I over-kneaded the dough. Or under-kneaded. Not sure. But something probably went awry. After that, the frickin dough took its sweet damn time to rise. So I stuck it in my nice, warm oven to give it a boost. This dried it out. And then it wouldn't rise the second time around. Impatient, I declared, "Fuck it!" and began to bake. After 45 minutes, it was still very pale. I cranked up the heat.
Twenty minutes later, a flat-ass, hard-as-rock, burnt rectangle came out of the oven. Did anything go right?
|Fail Bread! Use it as a bookend!|
Kind of. The sourdough fail bread had a definitive sourdough taste, which suggests that the starter was not the issue. Just everything else.
|Use it to hold the elevator!|