this isn't about covid-19...it's about bread

I get it, we're stuck at home until god knows when - with our WiFi and sanity intact (hopefully). There's enough about Covid-19, class politics, capitalism, privilege, pandemics, numbers, tolls and medical revelations. This isn't about that. This is about bread.



                I will be able to make toast

        for her in the mornings.
                I will do my best to get it
        right.

― Nina Lacour: Everything Leads to You



I often wonder how people figured

things out—simple things like bread

and butter. How did the first person know

to grind and knead and bake,

to milk and skim and churn?

How did someone realize they could soak

olives in lye or let grape juice ferment

inside casks of oak? How, when

we first leaned toward each other,

did our tongues know to touch

before our brains knew

we were going to kiss at all?

― Gayle Brandeis: for Michael



“I want her to melt into me, like butter on toast. I want to absorb her and walk around for the rest of my days with her encased in my skin. I want.”

― Sara Gruen: Water for Elephants


“Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.”― Ursula K. Le Guin: The Lathe of Heaven


Listen to 'Bread & Butter' by Hugo, and you're really really really bored, make some damn bread:

https://www.eater.com/2020/3/13/21179255/people-are-stress-baking-to-cope-with-coronavirus-covid-19-quarantine