Miles to go

Wanting a fresh start to my day, I jumped out from the right side of my bed this Sunday morning to get myself a fresh loaf of bread for breakfast. Bread to the French is Raisins to Chinchillas. They simply adore it. Being typically European, not all bakeries were open(Sunday), and the one that I got my loaf of bread from this morning was just rolling the cash in. After two years of being in France, I still haven't had a chance to know the different options that I really have in a bakery since

1) The labels are bad
2) The labels are handwritten in bad handwriting
3) Some breads don't even have prices/ labels on them + They are *behind* the counter where I have to extend my powers of bad eyesight and still not recognise the same bread in one bakery from another.

So, I just point and the woman went: "oh the maxi baguette? (which seemed like the normal sized one to me?)"
And I said yes.
Wanting more variety, I chose a bread that looked a little rustic, and I heard the woman go "Country Bread?Dry bread? "(Pain de Compagne,pain sec?).
Dry bread??? Isn't that what you put into milk and feed birds with?
And I said yes.

It's actually...Pain Segle (spelling?!) a type of country bread- pain de compagne.

Feast thy eyes on mine breakfast,
Of bread and milk and juice and jam.

posted by minitotoro @ 8:40 PM