A (True) Sourdough Story
A poem of faith in the process, and happiness
A bowl of hearty soup, or with tea
A bread leavened without yeast
Warm, welcoming smells from the kitchen
Boy, was I in for a treat
My very first bite of that bread
A home-baked sourdough
Sent me to happy heavens
I wanted one bite more..
I wondered what the big deal was
Until I came across an IG post
My questions were more than answered
Upon tasting home-baked sourdough toast
In the blue zones where people
Live a hundred years and more
Bread is a staple with every meal
But it’s not the one you can buy in a store
Sourdough bread is leavened by
The lactobacillus bacteria
The gut-brain connection is obvious
Among the people of Sardinia and Ikaria
While the probiotics from the starter
Perish in the baking game
The prebiotic, a type of indigestible fiber
Make for that happy gut and brain