When Anne and I were living in Bloomington, IN, her parents would occasionaly send us a sourdough bread, I believe from a bakery in German Village. At first, I have to admit that I was skeptical - how good could a frozen, sevral day old, driven across the midwest (or midEast - this is Ohio, after all) bread be that tasty?
But they were nice. Since we've been in Chicago, I don't think that we've gotten any breads. Compounding the issue, Anne's parents have now moved to Florida, so that possible resource seems unlikely to return. Attempts to find a good sourdough, either at our local food stores (Dominicks, Jewel) have been for naught. Cafe Selmarie, home of delicious foods of all kinds (including a very nice whole wheat loaf purchased this week) doesn't seem to do the sourdough either.
Luckily, I came across this article today on Sourdough bread. Maybe all is not lost, if I roll up my shirtsleeves and do a little baking sometime soon.
In a tangentially related bread note, I finished the last of my Bialy's that I brought home from Columbus this weekend past. Though they made my carryon bag smell of onions, they sure were delicious.Posted by esinclai at June 18, 2002 07:19 PM |