Sharing my incredible stupidity with all of you :-)
Just thought I would share my funny/sad/stupid story with you all....last weekend my Dad was visiting and I wanted to make him some sourdough...however my starter was cold in the fridge. So, I fed it up and stuck it in the oven with the light on to get it moving a wee bit faster. (Anyone see it coming yet?)
About 2 hours later, I needed to make some strawberry muffins for a customer, so I cranked up the oven to 350 degrees and got to work. 20 minutes later, to my absolute horror, I opened the oven to find a partially risen/baked starter in a partially melted plastic container. Oh. My. Word. I actually cried. Needless to say, my beloved starter "BAZ" was dead as a doornail. Sigh.
Thank the good Lord I had a container of another starter, "Seymour", way in the back of my spare fridge...unfed and unloved for over a month. I stirred it up, fed it up and lo and behold, we have bread again. My bread is not very sour and I am hoping that over time it will become more acidic as my last one did. Any thoughts?
Ah, so the moral is two-fold: never put your container of starter in the oven (yeah, duh.) and always dehydrate and freeze some of your favorite starter...which is my next project as soon as Seymour gets nice and sour again.
I would love to hear anyone else's stories of epic baking failures...if only for the fact it will make me feel better about my own stupidity!