On Saturday morning I fed my sourdough starter and let it sit out all day. I made a double batch of the dough on Saturday night. I let it rise all night. On Sunday afternoon I made 4 pans of cinnaomon rolls, 2 loaves of blueberry bread, and 2 mini loaves. I was planning on giving these to special people who have been so kind to our family recently. After putting it all in pans and letting it rise overnight I baked them this morning. The blueberry bread came out first. It was beautiful. It smelled wonderful. It was browned perfectly and just in time for breakfast. I cut 4 slices and generously spread butter over it. Ella took the first bite and said,"mommy, I don't care for it." Jonas took one bite and said, "mommy, can I save the rest for later?" It looked so good and I couldn't understand why they weren't loving it- until I took a bite for myself. It was AWFUL! The bread tasted like that art dough stuff that you make shapes out of and paint. It was soooo salty- like playdough. The cinnamon rolls were no better. I purposely used a lot less sugar because this dough is normally so sweet and I found out the hard way that the sugar is very important in the whole process. I won't be experimenting with grandma's recipe anymore. I learned the hard way to leave it alone! There's a reason it's lasted this many decades. Why mess with a good thing? Sorry friends and neighbors you'll have to wait 5 to 7 days until it's time to feed the starter again!