First, let me just say that this is the day that will never be forgotten by anyone, of an age, that remembers the horrific things that happened to our country in New York City, in 2001. Rest in Peace, all of those that were murdered on this day.
I’m going to get in an Uber, next week, and actually go to Costco. It’s time. I still haven’t gotten the car fixed, but can’t get “baked potatoes” out of my mind.
Costco is the only store, that I know of, that sells Idaho Russet potatoes. In 10 lbs bags, no less.
Heaven on earth. Once I do this, I’ll be a free woman.
It’s just getting there that will be the trick. I’ve been housebound for over a year now, and it’s difficult to leave the shelter of one’s home. Pray for me, please.
Until next time, stay happy, and healthy in the Lord.
I mentioned in another post that I tried to rehydrate my former, now dehydrated starter without any good results. As I got tired of feeding it, without much in return, I decided that, with the Lord’s help, I would try making a starter. So I did.
It worked. I asked the Lord, if he wouldn’t mind, would he please help me with this adventure so I’d be able to capture the wild yeast in the air here, in CDMX, and use it to make my bread, not having to rely on yeast from somewhere else in the world.
So, on the evening of September 1st, I put 10g flour, and 10g spring water into a small jar, gave it a vigorous stir, covered it with cheese cloth, and let it do its thing. Nothing happened for 2, or 3 days, but by day 4, having continued with the 1:1:1 feeding, (10g initial starter, 10g each flour, and water), I noticed that the mixture was gaining in strength, and volume by the end of the day.
I have continued this same routine, making one mistake, however. The morning before last, I accidentally added twice the amount of flour, and water to the original 10g of starter, and by midafternoon, the starter had risen above the rim of the small jar in which it was living. I ended up dividing it in half, putting the overflow, so to speak, into another jar of the same size.
Well, that was wonderful. I (we) did it. I was able to make a sourdough starter from scratch in my very own little kitchen, my very own, very cool little kitchen, in less than 2 weeks. I’m thankful, and amazed, and am excited to use it to make a levain, (the amount of starter needed for a specific loaf of bread. Google it.), and get going on making my first ever, (I think), from scratch loaf of sourdough bread. (I can’t remember if I did this while still in the US or not. If I did, it was too long ago to remember.)
I’ll let you know how it turns out, but I’m confident it will be the start of something wonderful.
Until next time, stay happy, and healthy in the Lord.
I am, once again, enjoying, somewhat, my walking, and exercising. I have been looking for a more vigorous ab workout as I still appear to be 12 months pregnant with triplets. I do some standing crunches with my resistance bands, but it’s not enough. Even the walking 5 days/week isn’t enough. So
I had this bright idea to take one of my bands, and put it around the leg of my heaviest weighted couches in the living room. It worked.
Yesterday, I did 10, or 15, I can’t remember, crunches using the band to help with the movement, and it worked exactly like I wanted it. It was easy down to about 30º, then up again. I thought I’d better stop at that and see how the recovery is.
Am I ever glad I stopped. About 24 hours later, and my abs are definitely feeling the exercise. So, on that note, I’m hoping to see some significant change over the next week, or two. I’ll let you know.
