Last weekend I taught a class on sourdough quickbreads, so I needed lots of starter. So, I mixed up less than half a bucket full as I went to bed. I like to be careful, so I set a half sheet pan under the bucket.

Then morning came. The sourdough faeries had paid an energetic visit. Here's what I found:

In case that wasn't enough to delight you, here's a closer picture...

Yeah, it had hit the bags of sugar and flour, as well as the boxes of chocolate I'd set out for class. Luckily, none of the bags or boxes were ruined. Cleanup took about half an hour, which made the early morning class prep run a bit longer than expected.

My wife has suggested that maybe the bucket should have been in a sink instead. I think that was a good call on her part.

See, even a self-annointed "expert" can have off days. I hope you feel better about your last kitchen foobar.

Mike