{"id":7229,"date":"2013-03-03T21:43:01","date_gmt":"2013-03-03T20:43:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.chaosnode.net\/blog\/?p=7229"},"modified":"2013-03-04T22:12:18","modified_gmt":"2013-03-04T21:12:18","slug":"not-quite-daily-bread","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.chaosnode.net\/blog\/2013\/03\/03\/not-quite-daily-bread\/","title":{"rendered":"Not-quite-daily bread"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone\" alt=\"Barley bread\" src=\"\/mar13\/di130303.jpg\" width=\"600\" height=\"450\" \/><\/p>\n<p><em>Barley legal bread! ^_^<\/em><\/p>\n<p>When I was a child and still had all my taste buds, I did not appreciate bread. My mother was quite good at baking, I have realized that later, but bread was simply not something I wanted to taste. If I could taste the bread, it meant I did not have enough butter and jam \/ sausages \/ egg \/ Norwegian caviar (cod roe paste) \/ baked potatoes \/ fried pork etc on it. As far as I was concerned, bread was simply a necessary foundation on which to heap the food I wanted to taste. My parents did not appreciate this attitude, but there was little they could do: They were glad I was eating at all. I could go all day without eating and suffer no discomfort, and I actually lost weight from first grade to third grade. The only reason why I would eat at all was if there was something I liked. It was not until I was around 16 that I for the first time experienced the gnawing sensation of hunger.<\/p>\n<p>My grandmother would remind me that there were many children in Africa who would have been overjoyed to have the food I did not eat. As far as I was concerned, the children in Africa were welcome to it. Bread without a generous helping of spread was definitely in my &#8220;for Africa!&#8221; category.<\/p>\n<p>Perhaps I was just stupid or weird. Perhaps bread is calibrated for adult taste buds. Or perhaps even my mother, despite her cooking education, did not have the know-how and the ingredients used in bread these days. In any case, lately I have found some surprisingly tasty breads. My favorites contain less common grains and sunflower seeds. The bread this week is based on barley, although it also contains wheat. I am not allergic to wheat &#8211; in fact, my staple food for much of my life has been pasta made from durum wheat. But the barley bread just tastes better. There are a few whole sunflowers on the outside, but the sunflowers inside are all ground up and add their taste to every bite. I still don&#8217;t eat it bare, but I like to be able to taste the bread as well as the spread (preferably something with a little salt or fat, although I can&#8217;t eat more than a little fat in each meal.)<\/p>\n<p>The other favorite is oat bread with sunflower and pumpkin seeds. This bread is even more &#8220;juicy&#8221;, and has more seeds in it. A bit too much pumpkin for my taste, otherwise it is close to perfect. I could certainly eat daily bread with something like that in the house. Except, by the time I return from work I am already pretty full. Add a box of yogurt and some soda and water, and I am as full as I can be and not get acid reflux. So days may pass where I eat no bread at all, or only a couple slices at most.<\/p>\n<p>I find it ironic that now, this late in my life, bread tempts me to gluttony. Back when I should have eaten it, I did not want to. Human nature can be so contrary, don&#8217;t you think?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This late in my life, bread tempts me to gluttony. <a href=\"https:\/\/www.chaosnode.net\/blog\/2013\/03\/03\/not-quite-daily-bread\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[37,4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7229","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-autobiography","category-slice-of-life"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chaosnode.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7229","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chaosnode.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chaosnode.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chaosnode.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chaosnode.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7229"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.chaosnode.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7229\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7231,"href":"https:\/\/www.chaosnode.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7229\/revisions\/7231"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chaosnode.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7229"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chaosnode.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7229"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chaosnode.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7229"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}