Because we didn't get a husky puppy, and we thought we needed SOMETHING to pay attention to, and care for, and feed, we bought...
...a sourdough starter.
Yes. We fretted for a half-hour over whether or not a kitchen tool made with a piece of caribou antler would make it across the border, but it only took five minutes to decide that what we really needed to make this trip exciting was a plastic drink-cup full of fermenting mystery batter.
The sourdough starter comes from a culture that is claimed to be 106 years old. We bought it at the Roadhouse in Talkeetna for $2.50.
We have not yet named the sourdough.
The suggestion box is open.
3 comments:
Katie's mom here****
Call your sourdough "Kneedy"!
I named my car...so I know the difficulty of coming up with a name for ur sourdough starter. Congrats to the new parents. ;)
How about Bubbles?
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