Ode to Bread…by Melanie

Jan 15, 2011

Dear Bread Basket,

Despite spotting you at your usual hangouts, I have been avoiding you and I thought I owed you an explanation. I just don’t think you are good for me anymore. You see, the problem is, I find you absolutely irresistible, no matter what form you take. Sometimes you are presented to me as a roll in a wicker basket, nestled in a cloth napkin, warm and sweet with a side of butter. Sometimes you arrive on a butcher block in the form of a baguette, sliced to perfection with your sweet smelling aroma visibly rising from the fresh cuts in your hard, outer shell. Sometimes a waiter or waitress escorts you around the dining room in the form of a popover, handed out one by one, with sweet, fresh strawberry butter complimenting your doughy insides. Sometimes you appear in the form of a cracker, sprinkled with alluring cheeses and spices, crisp and flavorful. At Sunday Brunch, you are brought to me as a muffin, fruit filled and dusted with powdered sugar, glazed with sugary stickiness. And sometimes you’re nestled in a tall glass as a bread stick, thin and crunchy, and refilled to my heart’s content.

Whenever we meet, I am consumed by you and I can’t control myself. You are just too alluring and I refuse to give in to your temptation any longer. After consuming your fresh baked goodness, I experience high spikes in my blood sugar followed by low dips. These swings are unbearable and I think it’s time I started listening to my body’s cues. You take over each meal and prevent me from enjoying my main course. There’s more to life than you, Bread. There are other foods that make me feel better about myself, like Fruits and Vegetables. They don’t make me feel as badly as you do. They don’t make it impossible for me to enjoy the rest of my meal.

Since I know we frequent the same scene, running into each other is inevitable. This is not goodbye forever – I am sure there will be times when you are looking so delicious that I won’t be able to help myself. But right now is not a good time for me. We just can’t see each other regularly anymore. I hope you understand and I will always love you.

Love,

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