Bake Your Own Bread

I have a very long relationship with bread making. Or at least this is what I’d love to write over here. To be frank, my experience is only 1.5 year old with a 5 months break because I killed my sourdough starter meantime.

It has all started with me visiting Tartine Bakery when I was living in San Francisco. I am polish and I love polish bread, but the one made by Chad Robertson has killed my childhood memories. It rocked my world. I bought his book and I was all excited about making his bread. I read the recipe like 20 times and for the next half a year… nothing had happened. It is kind of complicated you know. Then I met my personal favourite baker Monika who gave me her amazing starter. I killed it. I think I wasn’t ready to bake and I had all this dilemma about a choice of flour and so on. Then I met another amazing food blogger Marta and this time she gave me starter plus flour. This made a deal. Ok, to be totally honest she gave the same package to my friend Julia and I’ve decided that I fail again, I’ll feel stupid, because I knew that Jula won’t. It took me about 24 hours to create the most amazing and delicious bread I’ve ever made! It was such a shocking experience, that since then I kept baking this particular bread every week. The cool thing is that it doesn’t really get old, so I always bake a huge loaf. Then a sad thing happened – I killed my starter. Yet again. I can only blame Mia – she was born and she totally rocked my world. One day I’ll tell her this story. Most probably when I’ll be too lazy to make this beautiful loaf and I’ll be trying to make her make one for me, hahaha. Why I’m writing it? Because homemade bread rocks. It’s delicious, fresh, your apartment smells like heaven (or bakery) and you have this small private satisfaction. I’ve started with the most difficult recipe I know. You can start with something much easier. But start, it’s worth it!