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Wednesday, May 30, 2018

Little Balls of Yummy-ness

Yumminess.
Twice a week, and sometimes more, the wonderful aroma of freshly-baked bread wafted through the Stringam home.
Magic.
It was followed, almost immediately, by the sight of children munching great slices of fresh yumminess, thickly spread with fresh butter.
Mmmmm.
I wasn't one of them.
Oh, I loved Mom's bread.
It was amazing.
And I definitely was munching.
But I chose a unique - ie. weird - way of doing it.
Often to be followed by my Mom saying, “Diane! I work hard to make perfectly good, soft bread! Why do you do that to it?!”
She said this because . . . I squished it.
Squished.
Into a tight little ball.
Which I - then - ate.
Really.
Mom would watch, in disgust, as I took my slice of freshly-baked awesomeness.
Quickly peeled off and ate the crust.
Pressed and molded the rest.
Then nibbled.
I have no idea why I did this.
Maybe it was because I had seen the screen cowboys eating little balls of bread out of their saddlebags.
Okay, it looked like little balls of bread.
I didn't realize that what they were eating was, in fact, biscuits.
I wasn't known for my powers of observation and deduction.
Ahem . . .
I no longer eat bread this way.
There are a couple of drawbacks.
The biggest one being that it's rather hard to spread any significant amount of peanut butter and/or nutella on a tightly pressed ball of dough.
And, let's face it, bread is just the medium by which such things are ingested.
And, in a choice between eating balls of dough or getting nutella to the mouth?
Even the cowboys would agree with me.

6 comments:

  1. You conjured up a memory of my Mom....she would make herself a cheese whiz sandwich and then squeeze it one tiny bit at a time thin and flat nibble it off and do it again. No idea why...she just did and you just made me think of it.

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  2. Our daughter did this with bread when she was growing up. Strange, we humans! But not alone :)

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  3. We are a strange lot. My youngest brother liked cheese sandwhiches, without bread. Slice of cheese, butter and another slice of cheese. And for many years I only ate mayonnaise on toast for breakfast. My mother's home-made mayonnaise.

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    1. Oops on the spelling front. Please forgive me. Brain not engaged this morning.

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  4. My Mom did not bake bread, but we lived some three or four blocks from a commercial bakery. She would buy day old loaves, and I - yes, I would squish the white bread into little balls and eat it. I had totally forgotten!

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  5. How about little balls of bread on a fork and dipped in softened Nutella? Mmmm.

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