The joy of breaking freshly baked bread, warm and fragrant from the oven, is something we cherish because we don’t have the time to bake our own bread often. I know Bert would love to do this on at least a weekly basis if he had the time and energy, but of course we have other things to do even on the days we are not working. I think part of me is actually relieved we don’t do this often. Otherwise I’d never lose the weight I want. Because I love bread too much, especially when it’s fresh out of the oven. I can easily wolf down an entire loaf on its own, with or without butter or fruit jam, or as an impromptu sandwich.
happy meter: relishing