Necessary Extravagance

 

Bought a loaf of the Country bread at Madison Sourdough.  It's been a highlight of these last few days: several ham and cheese sandwiches with mayo, arugula, and avocado are rendered heavenly by it, yesterday the first fried egg and toast I've had in years with simple buttered toast.  I've been sad to watch the loaf dwindle.  It reminded me of the time I happened upon day-old Publican Bread at the Oak Park co-op grocery store.  

Really good bread is becoming a necessary extravagance.   

When we find half-priced good bread at the grocery story, we buy it and put it in the fridge.  

There was a time when I bought the cheapest bread I could.... bread that would leave thumb and finger prints when you picked it up.  It was a food-delivery device at that time.  

A couple years ago, Jennie and I came up with the idea of "the hand chosen life" (there's actually a label for that in this blog... that I had forgotten about, but just noticed)... DEpopulating your life with the drags and dross and REpopulating it thing by thing with life-giving, pleasurable things.  Like Marie Kondo, but not just about physical things in your life.  A decluttering of life's activities.