Goodnight, sad yeasties. And flights of bacteria sing you to your rest.
I wasn’t using my sourdough starter often enough even before I went to Boskone. It kept drying out or forming hootch. I’ve seen worse science experiments in the fridge, but this one has gone far enough.
You don’t want to see it, do you? Do you?
I guess you did.
Maybe this doesn’t look so bad, but this is definitely not its original color.
Buh-bye.
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