End of an Era
This summer, what with one thing and another, I neglected Eduardo. This past Sunday, I pulled him out of the fridge to prepare for Thanksgiving baking, and discovered that he was dead.
Fortunately, it was Sunday — so I had plenty of time to prepare another starter. Nat and I floated a few names for it, including “Edgar Allen Dough”, but in the end, we went with “Fernando”. (Nat knew a llama by this name as a child, so Fernando the Starter is named after Fernando the Llama.)
Eduardo had a rich sourdough flavor, gathered over the years, that Fernando — young as yet — cannot match. But the first loaves from Fernando are tender and delicious, sweet with promise.