I had a lot to do right before the Thanksgiving holiday, especially concerning planning for my family's trip to Syracuse. So much to do, in fact, that I forgot to do one important thing: refrigerate my AFB starter. So when I got back...and I'm so ashamed to say it...I found my starter had shuffled off this mortal coil. It's pushing up daisies. It's bereft of life. It freakin' snuffed it.*
Rest in peace, Amish Friendship Bread Starter. Maybe I'll start up another some day...but not today.
*Originally a reference to a dead parrot, courtesy of Monty Python.