Good Bread

Good bread-there is nothing I like more. In another life I hope I am a baker, toiling in the heat of the kitchen making dough and baking loaves.

It’s a simple thing, just flour and water at its most basic. Sprinkle it with spices, pop it in the oven, pan-fry it, hell throw it on a grill.  All that matters is the end result-that taste, texture, aroma, and consistency. That is bread.

Have you ever walked into a bakery and not had the urge to consume everything in sight?

It’s been a low-key weekend. We have taken care of errands, worked on side projects, worked out, and slept. I can’t say anything extremely momentous happened.

Except for this bread, hot out of the oven from Grandaisy, studded with pearls of salt and rosemary sprigs, best enjoyed on its own at the table with your boy and a marathon of Modern Family. A hunk of cheese doesn’t hurt either.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s