LE PAIN QUOTIDIEN

Why is the square bread, white and sliced, versus the crunchy texture of a country round warm from the oven or that wonderful scent of fresh baked morning goods so different? As if theirs is a secret language and behavior of how humanity expresses itself in different cultures. In Germany, bread is the symbol of home and family, in the UK it is the staple of life, and in France everything is only as good as the bread! But this lowly piece of American bread is much more than the sum of its parts. Bread screams unity, comfort, family, togetherness, love, and tradition. I just don’t believe that bread was meant to be flax-filled, low-calorie, protein-packed, or gluten-free. It’s best homemade without exact measurements, fancy bread machines, or haste. It’s what your grandmother made on a Sunday afternoon when the kitchen was covered in flour. Our daily bread for centuries was the sustenance, the common denominator at the table that crossed all borders. Today it’s a sign of our work too much and sleep too little society forgetting those little details that inexplicably shape human happiness. If it is your pleasure, make time, slow down, experience the smells, taste and smiles of freshly baked bread.