DAILY BREAD<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I used to bake bread as if<\/p>\n
my life depended on it.\u00a0 And maybe it did.<\/p>\n
I was young, broke, and living in a house<\/p>\n
with six friends.\u00a0 One of us saved money<\/p>\n
by diving into anoxeria, until she turned orange<\/p>\n
from eating pounds of organic carrots everyday.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Another did most of her studying in the bathtub;<\/p>\n
I mean she was ensconced in tepid water for splendid<\/p>\n
hours on end.\u00a0 She got used to hearing us pee, as<\/p>\n
the toilet was in the same overheated bathroom.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Another played plaintive folk songs on guitar and flute<\/p>\n
until my ears rang, and I had to spend some of what<\/p>\n
little cash I had on bright orange foam earplugs.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
But we were a community \u2013 we all had our house tasks.<\/p>\n
One person made soup out of leftover vegetable<\/p>\n
scraps she saved in our freezer: carrot tops, tough<\/p>\n
brocolli stalks, potato peels \u2013 nothing was wasted.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
And I made the house’s weekly bread \u2013 at least six<\/p>\n
loaves a week.\u00a0 Organic whole wheat, sourdough,<\/p>\n
and challah, when we had enough eggs come Thursday.<\/p>\n
I stirred the dough, beat it down by hand.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The kneading was my saving grace, my meditation,<\/p>\n
my entry to a personal dream storefront replete with<\/p>\n
sugar maples, periwinkle and cumulous clouds. I walked<\/p>\n
that forest often and blessed it daily.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
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