It's a sunny Monday morning. I stopped at Fresh Market this morning to buy some black grapes. Shoot! They weren't as sweet as I had hoped. Oh well. This is Illinois in March. I'm serving them tonight with Jarlsburg Swiss Cheese. Yummy. This is dessert, it's so good.
As I was pulling out of the parking lot, there was a bag sitting by itself, away from any cars. Hmmm. After just watching the Iraq war movie, "The Hurt Locker", I thought of bombs as I approached. What if there's a bomb in there. All it takes is for me to slightly move it and I'm in 1 million little bits. But again, this is Illinois! As I peeked in the bag - KABOOM! - just kidding. It was a loaf of white bread from Jewell. It must have fallen out of someone's car. Should I take it? No one around. What if it's been poisoned? The cheapness in me won out. Home it goes - even though I NEVER buy white bread like this. How can I pass it up? When I got home and made a beef sandwich with it (and am still alive), I recalled why I don't buy white bread. It practically disappeared in my hands even before biting into the bread. There's nothing of substance there! And after eating my should-be-filling sandwich, I was hungry for more - of anything!
Aren't you glad I'm educating you on white bread on this fine, sunny, Monday morning?
That is a darn good description of the airy bread. Only good thing is it's softness and the commercials.
ReplyDeleteWe just watched Hurt Locker last night...
ReplyDeleteMy take on white bread - it is pretty worthless, BUT it has some specific uses I think... 1) toasted and slathered in butter and than dipped in hot chocolate OR 2) A fluffanuttal sandwich. Do you know what that is? No? A sandwich made with white airy bread spread with creamy peanut butter on one side and whipped marshmellow topping on the other.... It's actually really amazing (if you're a sugar addict like me!) :)