sometimes friendship comes as bags of yeast

2 Sep

hi friend!

a long, long, long time ago… back when everyone wore bonnets and rode in horse-drawn carriages and creeped about through the dark by candle light… the amish created friendahip.  to this day, they are the only ones with the ancient, secret knowledge of how to create friendship.  seriously, that’s what this piece of paper in front of me says.  oh wait, maybe that was how to create a starter… the act of friendship, bread starter, same difference.   i might not be amish, but i’m pretty sure there is some yeast involved and some measure of love, and warm cuddly feelings mixed in.  but, heck, what do i know? 

today my lovely friend linden passed along this lovely little bundle of joy… my wee little yeastie beastie. as soon as this thing entered my office, the sweet, sweet smell of fermentation filled the air.  im not sure if you are familiar with the smell of fermenting yeast, but it aint a pleasant sort of smell.  that sweet, sweet i mentioned before?  yeh, total sarcasm. but anyways, despite going through several rounds of friendship bread (that’s what this is by the way, pretty sure i have failed to mention that thus far…) this time last year, and suffering the threats of my roommate, who claimed that she would defenestrate me out the kitchen window if i brought home anymore, i decided to unburden linden of one of her starters and once again go through the delightful joys of starter-rearing. 

for those of you who haven’t been given the gift of friendship bread starters, a little here’s-what’s-up: someone (presumably a friend) hands you a starter, you are to love and nurture and “feed” (egak) it for 10 days, then you divide the starter up into more little starter babies, add some ingredients (including pudding!) to a small portion, bake delicious bread (just oozing with the joys of friendship), and then pass along the extra starters to the next set of unwilling participants friends.  it is kind of like a chain letter in the form of gross smelling, oozing, potentially hundreds-of-years-old plastic yeast baggies.  mmmmm.  love it.

suprisingly, the bread actually does taste really yummy.  beginning today, we shall chronicle my brand new yeast baby’s 10 day life span. so here we go:

what you’ll need: friendship in yeast baggie form

day 1- step 1:  do nothing.

alright, whew, that was hard.  most likely the most difficult baking activity/step that i have ever encountered.

stay tuned for tomorrow….

6 Responses to “sometimes friendship comes as bags of yeast”

  1. Lindsey September 2, 2009 at 6:02 am #

    Oh friendship bread…

  2. dessert cookies September 2, 2009 at 4:12 pm #

    Great site, I now have you bookmarked to come back again.

  3. Linden September 3, 2009 at 9:25 am #

    I baked my “bread” (cake) last night and ate a big piece of it even though I’d already had my fair share of Nutella. Now I have to figure out who to share it with so I don’t eat both loaves myself…

  4. Must Check Baggage September 3, 2009 at 1:43 pm #

    In college my roommate of the red-headed kind got her hands on some of this and refused to split and share it with anyone (just like her). She baked it all, which resulted in about 30 loaves of this stuff, which, while it tasted good, also brought with it a thick dusting of cinnamon sugar all over every single thing in our kitchen, including every inch of the floor. This dusting, when baked in a pan, turned into something with the strength of Kevlar and resilience of cockroaches. The next day she went on vacation without having cleaned any of the kitchen and without taking any of the bread. Hope your experiment fares better.

    • ktravs September 3, 2009 at 2:08 pm #

      so… must check baggage (which is very annoying mind you and leads me to now have an intimate knowledge of the philadelphia airport)… want a starter?? hahaha


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