Engaging, charming, quirky, sweet and enchanting. This story has just a hint of the fantastical to give it that extra magic. But anyone who has worked with sourdough starter knows that it is a little magical. If you’ve baked something from scratch you know how gratifying it is and if you’ve made sourdough you know that it’s a relationship and a respect for those living organisms that make the bread so delicious. This book highlights the starkly different relationships human beings can have with food. From nutrient sludge meant for sustenance alone to the joy of baking ones own sourdough from an immortal starter with a mind of its own. This is a heartwarming book and I’m glad I read it.