Love that Bread

Wheat, Rye and Sourdough. Rolls, Baguettes and Flatbread. Ciabatta, Focaccia and Cornbread. These are a few of my favorite things. Being an American, bread is a major part of my diet. It might not be a basic food group but it sure is basic to me. I can’t eat Italian without a piece of French bread close by. Chili begs for a slice or two of some bread. A fresh baked crescent roll entices all of my senses. And then there is the sandwich, the staple of my lunch time diet. I love them all. I can’t conceive of a diet without bread of some type fairly regularity.
I would think that if you give your lives a thought you might feel the same way. It has been that way with me since my younger days, the days of Wonderbread (builds strong bodies 8 ways).
But we fail to realize how fortunate we are to have that experience. That came to me yesterday when I stopped by St. Mary’s Family Center and chatted with the supervisor. We were talking about how much in demand bread is at their food pantry. It is rare that they ever have enough to get through the day. That gave me pause to reflect that a good percentage of our neighbors in this area may not regularly have a simple item that is basic to me.
Once again, I am reminded how important St. Mary’s and other excellent food pantries are to our community. It does make me proud that they are there helping provide items that I think all should have.