|Could anything be more perfect than warm bread just from the oven? I think not!|
As the creative mind would have it, jewelry is not our only form of creative expression. We love to try new things like knitting, making teas, photography, etc... I mean why not, life is full of so many wonderful things to try! I was recently inspired by the poetry of some friends and I decided to try and write some of my own, because I have a lot to say! :)
I have figured out that I’m not a carnivore…I’m a carbavore! And this is to all of my fellow carbavores! Here’s my 1st poem entitled “Carbs”.
Disclaimer: I wrote this under the influence of a juicing diet.
Oh why do you love me so?
You complex little devil
In all your glorious forms
Sourdough french toast with real maple syrup from Vermont
Grandma's homemade rolls with creamy (real) butter
Oversized cinnamon rolls dripping with cream cheese frosting
Mom's blueberry pancakes bursting with blueberries in every bite
Flaky guava pastries from Porto's
Maple oatmeal scones from the local bakery
Macaroni & cheese with 5 different varieties of cheese
Beignets lightly dusted with powdered sugar
As you can see I’ve not met a carb I don't like!
And I have no boundaries
Even when traveling abroad there's:
Brioche in France
Naan in India
Tortillas in Mexico
Injera in Ethiopia
Rosemary ciabatta in Italy
And I am not alone in my addiction to carbs
And for people like us there is a city called…..Paris
I once spent a whole week there and I ate nothing but baguettes from the local bouloungerie for a solid week
It begs the question how could such simple ingredients as flour, water, salt & yeast lead to such jubilation?
It is my belief that man can live on bread alone...and I intend to do just that!