Clare Family Sourdough Bread
By Evan Clare
Gloria had just returned home from school. Her day was one to forget. She was exhausted and was not looking forward to spending the rest of the day doing chores on the farm. The door creaked as she opened it. She stepped into the house to the smell of freshly baked bread. A sense of calm settled on her as she walked into the kitchen.
“Hey mom, smells good,” she said to her mother, who was taking a loaf of sourdough bread out of the oven.
“Hey," her mother said, turning to her. “How was your day?”
“It’s getting better,” Gloria replied with a smile.
Thirty years later, Gloria’s son, John, had just gotten off the bus. As he stepped out into the frigid night, the coldness consumed him. As he walked home briskly, his breath visible, he replayed the best moments from the night’s game. The Stanley Cup was finally back where it belonged, here in Edmonton. As John returned home he opened the front door with excitement and as he stepped into the warm home he caught the scent of freshly baked bread. His face broke into a priceless grin as he saw the bread on the cooling rack. He went on to eat half that loaf that night while talking about the best moments of the game with his family.
Forty years later, John’s son, Evan, had just gotten home from school. He dumped his schoolbag on the floor and immediately started going through it.
“I have a lot of homework to do,” he said in a stressed out voice as he quickly walked through the kitchen, and past his father, who was just taking a loaf of sourdough bread out of the oven.
John looked over at his son thoughtfully, before cutting a piece of the sourdough bread he had just finished making. He put it on a plate with some butter and brought it over to his son. “Here,” he said. “Just take a deep breath, and eat this.”
Evan took the piece of bread. He took a few deep breaths as he felt the warmness of the bread on his hand. “Thanks dad” He said with a smile
“No problem.”
Gloria had just returned home from school. Her day was one to forget. She was exhausted and was not looking forward to spending the rest of the day doing chores on the farm. The door creaked as she opened it. She stepped into the house to the smell of freshly baked bread. A sense of calm settled on her as she walked into the kitchen.
“Hey mom, smells good,” she said to her mother, who was taking a loaf of sourdough bread out of the oven.
“Hey," her mother said, turning to her. “How was your day?”
“It’s getting better,” Gloria replied with a smile.
Thirty years later, Gloria’s son, John, had just gotten off the bus. As he stepped out into the frigid night, the coldness consumed him. As he walked home briskly, his breath visible, he replayed the best moments from the night’s game. The Stanley Cup was finally back where it belonged, here in Edmonton. As John returned home he opened the front door with excitement and as he stepped into the warm home he caught the scent of freshly baked bread. His face broke into a priceless grin as he saw the bread on the cooling rack. He went on to eat half that loaf that night while talking about the best moments of the game with his family.
Forty years later, John’s son, Evan, had just gotten home from school. He dumped his schoolbag on the floor and immediately started going through it.
“I have a lot of homework to do,” he said in a stressed out voice as he quickly walked through the kitchen, and past his father, who was just taking a loaf of sourdough bread out of the oven.
John looked over at his son thoughtfully, before cutting a piece of the sourdough bread he had just finished making. He put it on a plate with some butter and brought it over to his son. “Here,” he said. “Just take a deep breath, and eat this.”
Evan took the piece of bread. He took a few deep breaths as he felt the warmness of the bread on his hand. “Thanks dad” He said with a smile
“No problem.”
Recipe
Ingredients
100 grams of ripe sourdough starter
10 grams of salt
650 grams of water
1000 grams of bread flour
100 grams of ripe sourdough starter
10 grams of salt
650 grams of water
1000 grams of bread flour