So, it’s the day before we begin rations week and this year I’ve made sure, in true home front fashion, that I’m prepared.
I have baked the bread, stocked the cupboards, got my meal plan printed and stuck to the kitchen wall, and I am looking forward to a week of indulgence - not in the sense of extravagance and greed, but indulging myself in the simple pleasures of life. Indulging myself in time to focus on my family, their needs and their nutrition and taking some time to be grateful for all we have.
Baking bread always brings me a sense of calm and contentment. There is something therapeutic about the feel of the dough, the smell, the tactile kneading and the delicious aroma of baking bread - and this is before you’ve even tasted it!
I’m no Paul Hollywood, my bread is not the best in the world, but it’s mine, it’s homemade and it’s tasty, and during this week especially, I am always grateful for my daily bread.