During the height of the home-baking craze, I treated my sourdough starter like a high-maintenance pet, feeding it at specific intervals and mourning every failed loaf. My kitchen felt less like a sanctuary and more like a laboratory where I was constantly failing a chemistry test. One Sunday, I threw out the starter and bought a simple packet of instant yeast to make a basic loaf of white bread; the joy of the “quick rise” was a revelation. We often complicate our hobbies to feel “serious,” but I’ve learned that simple home cooking brings more peace than a trendy, difficult craft. This post is a defense of the easy recipes and the “shortcut” methods that keep us fed and happy without the added kitchen stress.
Why I’m Breaking Up With My Sourdough Starter
