Just reading what the modern cook has to say about sourdough intimidates me and I've known sourdough all my life. Sourdough was a staple for prospectors, cowpokes, and busy pioneer women. It is intended to be simple.
As far as anybody can figure, my Papa kept a sourdough starter for 70 years. He was of the cowpoke variety. Every morning he made sourdough hot cakes or "doughs." His kids were raised on them and so were us grandkids. I made it a point to make them an important part of life for my older children and now I have started with the younger ones as well.
Instead of a proper recipe, doughs are more of a ratio. Use one cup of starter for every two people and go from there. For each cup of starter use 1 tsp white sugar and 1/2 tsp baking soda. Yep. That's it.
Pour starter in a large bowl and gently mix in sugar.
Place baking soda in a mug or small bowl and dissolve in a tablespoon of warm water. Fold into starter.
This is the fun part! As the baking soda mixes with the starter, the batter foams and grows.
Done and done.
Serve with maple syrup and butter no photos of this as the girls were more than over me photographing their food. My Papa always ate his with two over-easy eggs sandwiched in the middle and an entire flood of syrup, washed down with black coffee of course.
The girls loved this new addition to their diet and before we sat down to eat we set the prettiest hot cake in front of my grandparents photo as an offering. All rolled up, the way Papa liked to eat them for an afternoon snack.