Made bread

Made bread. Yes I had the time. Remember I'm unemployed ?
Yes! I know, all of you think its a good thing. Yes, I also know I'm the only one who's bothered about this state-of-life.

So anyway, yes ! I made bread
No, It wasn't so difficult
I surprised myself.
It gave me a big kick. I didn't know I could.

Have I felt this pleasure before ?

What pleasure, you ask ?
Well, pleasure of seeing the bread rise the way it ought to
The pleasure of creating stuff from scratch with no machines
The pleasure of it smelling yummy
The pleasure of not being able to wait because the smell of cinnamon is driving you nuts
The pleasure of tasting nuts and knowing THIS is the real thing
The pleasure of looking at a foccacia and thinking - hey this looks just like from the bakery
The pleasure of a coffee and a cinnamon roll you actually made yourself
The pleasure of biting into it and it actually tasting good
The pleasure of feeding it to husband (wow! good job) and kids (ma! I don' wan')
The pleasure of passing it to friends
The pleasure of seeing the look of admiration & surprise

Well, it is pleasure with a capital P.

I need to do this more often.
One of those instances in my life which fall under the category of "Simpler pleasures in life"


S. said...

I know what you mean. Being an expat out of work wife in KL has been driving me up the wall and I have learned to make things that most people would think belong in my great grandmothers' kitchen because of how supposedly "time consuming" it is. I don't care. I have the time. And mostly everybody else can't make bread either so ha! Good for you! Really. :)

Anonymous said...

Where are the new blogs??? V

Life 2.0 said...

Ahhhhhhhhhh, I have read a few of your posts and have had a few greats laughs. Hope to see more of your posts and more about your experience in KL.

Life 2.0