“How DO you do it?” They Ask…

And when I tell them, the predictable response is “Oh, I could never do that! I love bread/pasta/potatoes/cookies/etc too much!”

And when I say, “Oh I get it, I love everything about bread: Making it, pounding out my aggression as I knead the dough, the silky texture of the dough under my palms as it comes together, the yeasty smell of it rising in a warm corner of my kitchen, then the tantalizing smell as it bakes, to say nothing of the sublime first roll, piping-hot with salted butter melting into it soft interior, or a piece of my multigrain bread, toasted, slathered with butter and a slice of cheese, tomato and salt and cracked pepper… Continue reading “How DO you do it?” They Ask…