some bread and a little hope.

I've been in a bit of a rut as of late -- first came the cold of the century, then some startling realizations about my job (despite the fact that I enjoy interpreting it's. going. absolutely. nowhere.), and now I have some heavy decisions to make. What's a girl to do? I decided to make bread. A little yeast, flour, an egg, salt, some honey -- turns out a few simple ingredients and some muscle are all it takes. Now my apartment is all doughy smelling and warm from the oven and I've saved myself a trip to the grocery store for breakfast supplies.

More than nourishment, making bread today gave me time to think. And then some time to not think at all. Just to listen. It can be so hard to hear that little voice when we're busy and the world is just so darn loud. I hope you have time in your day to eat something yummy, sit in silence and listen.

I'm going to be taking the rest of the week off to work things out. Be back soon. xo.

(Photo and recipe via Cooking Light). <---- I didn't use the Caraway and Anise seeds. Obviously. Who wants bread to taste like licorice? I don't even want licorice to taste like licorice.

1 comment:

  1. I hope your cold gets better! Cooking (and baking) from scratch is indeed a great and rewarding way to relax. I need to do it more!

    Don't think too hard, now!