bubu’s kitchen notes

a small kitchen journal — recipes, notes, and thoughts on cooking at home

Sourdough Starter, Week Three: What I Finally Learned

Three weeks ago I started a sourdough starter from rye flour and tap water, expecting to be eating fresh boules within the week. That did not happen. What happened instead was a slow education in patience and humidity. The first week, my starter looked promising and smelled vaguely beery. The second week it turned a worrying shade of grey and seemed to give up on life entirely. By the third week, after a great deal of feeding-on-a-strict-schedule and one frantic Google search at 2am, it was finally ready.

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A Short Note on Garlic Confit

Garlic confit is the kind of pantry staple I was suspicious of for years — it sounded fussy, it sounded fancy, it sounded like the sort of thing you make once and then never again. I was wrong. It takes about ninety minutes of mostly-passive cooking and changes how you season everything for the next three weeks. Two heads of garlic, enough olive oil to cover, a low oven. That is the entire recipe.

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Why I Stopped Buying Pre-ground Spices

I resisted this for a long time because it felt like the sort of thing food bloggers say to make their lives sound more refined. Then I bought a small spice grinder for fifteen dollars and toasted and ground cumin seeds for a stew, and the smell of the kitchen changed. The difference between a six-month-old jar of pre-ground cumin and a tablespoon you ground that morning is not subtle. It is the difference between a flavor you can name and a flavor you can taste.

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Sunday Stew: A Family Recipe, Adapted

My grandmother made a beef and root-vegetable stew that simmered all Sunday afternoon, and I have been trying to reproduce it from memory for the better part of a decade. This week I think I finally got close, and the trick was something embarrassingly small: she browned the beef in two batches, not one, and she did not stir it for the first four minutes of each batch. I had been crowding the pan for years.

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