Terence’s First Son
At the early hours of this morning i returned home after a big night out and bake Terence’s first loaf. Unfortunately, from a mix of too much alcohol, tiredness from work and maybe other factors, he didn’t make it. I woke up on the sofa a couple of hours after putting him in the oven to find him burnt to a big black ball.
I must try to get my timings down, sourdough seems simple in idea but complicated in trying to fit it around a busy life.