A Quick Ode To Bread
How do I love Hungarian bread? Let me count the ways!
Yes, the bread here is so good, I wax poetic about it. I finally understand what Dalila was talking about!
Dalila was a member of my Toastmasters club in Washington, DC. One day, the club had a potluck. My contribution was olive oil I purchased in Argentina, pomegranate balsamic vinegar I bought locally, and bread from Best Buns, a local bakery. (You gotta love the name.)
Dalila loved that bread. She said it reminded her of the breads she loved growing up and that she couldn’t find good bread in the States.
I didn’t understand then. I understand now.