family dough

No joking, tomorrow we’re going for an early easter dinner with the family. Turns out my brother-in-law who works remote shift work is home for this weekend and back on shift next weekend… so plans have shifted around his shifts.

I was instructed to “bring bread” via a text message.

It’s official.

I’m the guy who shows up to family events with a loaf of sourdough.

(Said sourdough is a ball of dough resting the fridge right now, in fact.)

And I’m not complaining. It’s good to have a niche and it’s good to have a reputation as a reliable source of something people like. With tomorrow being April, and the month of the fourth “birthday” of my sourdough starter, I guess it’s fair to say that such a reputation has not come overnight, but rather taken a few years to build.