Bread obsession 8/07/09
There is a complete obsession with bread here. Mio marito is absolutely petrified of running out of bread during a night. It seems to be as bad as running out of wine. An absolute no-no. So he always buys abundant bread. Because one foul night we actually ran out and had to defrost some bread from the freezer, which wasn’t so bad anyway. Last night I passed la cameriera chopping away at more bread and said, Oh it’s a good night when we have to cut more bread! Pity she didn’t deal with me then, because my husband went to get more bread from the bar next door. The waitress then cut six baskets, and we still had 3 baguettes left almost complete. I just hate having all the extra bread, it is like with the eggs (the cook was using dozens of yolks for his semi-freddi and binning the eggwhites, until I spotted him and introduced the meringue). I hate seeing waste. So by now we have a square metre of bread stocked up in the freezer using up too much space. The bread queston was the last in a w...