Nothing has had me more flabbergasted in my Real Food journey than my relationship with grains. Nothing.
I’ve tried sourdough. And it flopped. Big time. I had a season of sprouting and grinding my own flour to make homemade bread, but within a few months I was over all the kneading and mixing and waiting. I called it laziness, but really it was just me having to decide just how much energy and time I could invest into feeding my family well. I had a season of being completely grain-free, then a season of re-introducing non-gluten containing grains like rice back into our meal rotation.
When it boils right down to it, I love grains. My kids love grains. But I don’t want to invest all that time, money, and energy into experimenting with creating fluffy sourdough pancakes, perfect artisanal bread, and spongy English muffins.