Bad Bread

When I went food shopping tonight I was in one of my "healthy" moods which meant I bought brown food with fibre in it. 

Quinoa porridge flakes was one purchase.  Obviously I had conveniently forgotten that I had previously purchased it and found it inedible.  I now recall it needed a lot of accoutrements to make it edible. Still, I might be able to have success this time if I cook it differently.  I have some almond milk in the fridge which might make a difference.  Having drunk the almond milk yesterday I think that cooking with it is the only option.  It was very horrible. 

I also purchased a small loaf of healthy bread.  It had lots of brown bits in it.  And some flour dusted on top which made it look homemade.  And that's what we want isn't it?  To be able to buy food from the supermarket that fool us into thinking it is almost as good as homemade once we took it out of the packaging.

So, that is what I did when I got home.  Took the bread out of the cellophane packaging with the intention of having a slice or two with some apricot jam.  Oh, I must tell you about the apricot jam.  It's French.  It also comes in a very long and narrow jar which makes it fiddly.  Plus it has no added sugar.  Now that is bound to make me feel special isn't it?  French, sugar free, chunky apricot (no doubt grown on the sun drenched hills in the South of France), awkward jar with much embellishments.  Perfect.

Anyway, I unwrap the bread and cut two small slices.  It is a tiny loaf and has a lovely thick crust.  I have to smell it because I love the smell of bread, especially nice bread.  It stinks.  

"Oh, this smells really weird.  I am not sure why.  What do you think?" I offer up the bread to my husband to smell.

"I don't want to say," he tells me after partaking in the whiff sharing.

"Why?  Do you think it smells like stinky underwear?  I do.  Well, maybe not that. Stinky socks," I question him further.

"It smells like, well, the cage of a guinea pig," he tells me.

I study it closely and smell it again.  Bravely I decide to put aside my weird food thing and have a slice of it.  It was the crust of the bread which was okay.  Then I had a bite of the next slice which was more "bready" than the crust and it tasted like it smelt.  Into the bin it went as did the rest of the loaf.  What a waste of the yummy jam. 

Instead I ate a home made biscuit.  Loaded with sugar, covered with chocolate.  Tasted great.

But I did use wholemeal organic flour, salt free butter and organic oats in it so that makes it okay.

Doesn't it?

Ciao

LC