My new hobby

 A New Hobby That’s Rising: My Journey Into Sourdough Baking

If you’d told me a year ago that I’d be spending my evenings feeding a sourdough starter, I might have laughed. But here I am, measuring flour and water with surprising excitement, watching as this living, bubbling mixture slowly comes to life. What started as a curiosity has quickly become a passion—and maybe even a little obsession.

It all began with a desire to create something from scratch. I’d heard about the magic of sourdough—how it’s not just baking bread but nurturing a living culture. So, I did what anyone does these days: I dove into a rabbit hole of YouTube videos, blog posts, and tips from seasoned bakers. Armed with a mason jar and a simple mix of flour and water, I began my journey.

Each night, I feed my starter, watching it transform from a lifeless paste to a bubbly, tangy mixture by morning. It’s fascinating to see how it changes—proof that something so simple can hold so much potential. But sourdough isn’t a hobby for the impatient. By morning, while my starter is bubbly and alive, it still isn’t quite ready to use. There’s a rhythm to this process, a lesson in waiting and trusting the time it takes.

My first loaf wasn’t perfect—it was dense and a little misshapen—but that first bite, with its crackly crust and slightly tangy flavor, made me want to try again. And again. Now, each loaf feels like a little victory.

Sourdough baking has become more than just a hobby; it’s a way to slow down and connect with something simple and meaningful. There’s something magical about the process—watching flour and water turn into something so delicious, so nourishing.

I can’t wait to share more about my adventures with sourdough, from the flops to the triumphs, and everything in between. If you’ve been curious about trying it yourself, let me be the first to say: go for it! It’s messy, unpredictable, and wonderfully rewarding.