It was a rainy Sunday and I’d had the good sense to buy a random Groupon as a fun thing for Ben and I to do. Today, that Groupon was being cashed in. I’m a big fan of learning how to make things from places in which they’re already known to be wonderful so it was a no brainer that during my years of living in San Francisco I should learn how to make some real San Francisco sourdough.
So in a brief explanation of sourdough I will say you basically are given a starter in this class or you can learn to put your own together. You feed it and care for it and can reuse it forever. Some bakeries have insanely old starters that they reuse and reuse which sounds gross but is not and in fact is kindof an amazing thing to pass down in the family. Anyways, we fed it, we stretched it out, folded it back up and let it rest several times until it was just ready to go to it’s home, the oven.
Well as it turns out now we needed to keep letting the dough rest. I’m going to go ahead and say it… I don’t understand how there aren’t amazing bagels in SF because although pretty simple, making sourdough is absolutely time consuming. If San Franciscans can commit to this I am convinced this city could make some insane bagels. Anyways while the rest of the dough was resting, we added toppings on our pizza and tossed it in the oven for an impromptu flatbread feast. Mmm.