I brought a homemade sourdough loaf to the PTA bake sale. I thought I was just being practical — I had a surplus, the starter was going strong, why not. Three moms immediately cornered me by the dessert table and asked for the recipe. Two of them wanted to know if they could have some of my starter. By the end of the night, one mom had texted me asking "what do I name him?" His name is Gerald. Her starter is now Gerald Jr. I have lost control of the situation and I am so proud.
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The peanut gallery (organic, unsalted)
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