Over the last few years, I’ve made peace with the bacteria in my kitchen. Indeed, I’ve learned to love them. The pandemic helped: the long days and nights of lockdown were ideal for exploring the fuzzy art of fermentation. Sourdough, kefir, paneer, Bulgarian yogurt, kombucha—our kitchen became a refuge and breeding ground for lactic-acid bacteria of all…
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