Mum baked a loaf of bread today. The scent of it teased me for hours. I was in a sort of odd codeine-addled torpor for most of the day due to my efforts to avoid feeling the pain of probably one of the worst periods of my life. Today I didn't sleep so much as pass out on occasion. I didn't sleep last night, either. Periods routinely fuck up my sleeping patterns like this.
Anyway, so I got up, and I saw that it was 11:50pm, Dad and Scotty never called me through for dinner and I was starving. I went to make a cheesy with gluten-free buns and lo and behold, the fuckers were moldy. That happens very easily.
I wandered over to the gluten bread, and in a moment of wistful sadness, sniffed the bag of freshly baked bread. OH LORD. There's a reason why God/Jesus chose bread to be his body. It's because, and you gluten-chompers may not realise this, IT IS FUCKING DELICIOUS.
SO I cut myself a slice, despite the fact it may bring me pain, cause I'm swollen and in agony anyway. I may as well have some joy out of it somehow. It's the size of a small surfboard and I top it with butter and OH GOD, IT IS LIKE A CROISSANT SOMEHOW. It tastes malty and sesame-ish (no sesames in it, so make sense of that) and salty and WONDERFUL. It's bursting with flavour! It's chewy and doughy and crusty and GOD HOW I MISS BREAD.
It took me a long while to get through that bread. Not because there was a lot of it, but because I wanted to make the most of it. I probably won't eat any gluten again for a while.
Anyway, so I got up, and I saw that it was 11:50pm, Dad and Scotty never called me through for dinner and I was starving. I went to make a cheesy with gluten-free buns and lo and behold, the fuckers were moldy. That happens very easily.
I wandered over to the gluten bread, and in a moment of wistful sadness, sniffed the bag of freshly baked bread. OH LORD. There's a reason why God/Jesus chose bread to be his body. It's because, and you gluten-chompers may not realise this, IT IS FUCKING DELICIOUS.
SO I cut myself a slice, despite the fact it may bring me pain, cause I'm swollen and in agony anyway. I may as well have some joy out of it somehow. It's the size of a small surfboard and I top it with butter and OH GOD, IT IS LIKE A CROISSANT SOMEHOW. It tastes malty and sesame-ish (no sesames in it, so make sense of that) and salty and WONDERFUL. It's bursting with flavour! It's chewy and doughy and crusty and GOD HOW I MISS BREAD.
It took me a long while to get through that bread. Not because there was a lot of it, but because I wanted to make the most of it. I probably won't eat any gluten again for a while.