i am going to buy this pretty bread shaped sort of like a Christmas tree. or maybe it's shaped like seaweed or like my ribs which are starting to show more lately. it costs five dollars and seventy-six cents and i'm doing it because i know it's going to make a check you just mailed bounce on Monday. and that's going to start a huge earthquake of events and this will end in the destruction of your sanity and probably our relationship. it may result in homelessness, madness or mad homelessness for one, two or more people.
you or i may end up living in a cardboard box because i want this pretty bread.
and because i'm buying it.
i'm buying it right now. i'm smiling at the young cashier who looks like he has progeria ringing it up.
it's called fougasse.
it's really good if you heat it in the microwave because that releases the flavor of the rosemary and other herbs.
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