While I’ve had a month off from writing this blog, I
haven’t been slacking off on my reading. From microagressions and power to
virtues and race, I’ve been trying to assimilate a variety of provocative
thinkers and ideas. Having finally selected my ethics project topic and written
three of the four papers I need to finish the quarter, I decided to pick up Sourdough by Robin Sloan for a tiny
study break.
There went my afternoon.
But at least I was able to check off the challenge
for a one-sitting book.
When Lois Clary lands her dream job as a software
engineer in San Francisco, she never expected to be so lonely or exhausted. A
phone call to Clement Street Soup and Sourdough introduces her to two brothers
who end up providing not just nightly nourishment, but a new vocation. When the
brothers are deported, they leave Lois a magical sourdough starter. Soon her
bread baking turns from hobby to venture. Her draining days in front of a
screen are replaced by the sensory explosion of mornings spent baking at a new
underground food market.
Reading this book reminded me of the first bread book I bought in college. For a semester or so I actually did bake bread every
week. However I was never so ambitious as to try a sourdough starter. Now that
my kids are interested in baking maybe we can make that our summer project. After I finish all my assigned reading.
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