There are lots of different kinds of this food. Sweet, salty, sour. Crunchy, chewy.  Guilty pleasure, high cholesterol food.  Warm, nutritious meals cooked lovingly at home and shared with friends and family (these are pretty rare but wonderful when we can still get them).

Some music is like a candy bar: sweet and great-tasting and providing quick jolts of energy. Though, not much there in the way of nourishment. 

Then there are all the snacks and junk food which are awesome for parties and self medicating when we feel down.  Or just on the run and need something quick and easy.

Some music is rich in protein.  The meat, fish, eggs, dairy – served up in wonderful different ways, so nourishing and necessary.

Then there is bread.

In cultures of the past, and in many cultures today, bread is the staple.  It’s made from simple ingredients taken from the earth.  It’s kneaded and baked and served.  It’s sometimes even blessed and broken and given.

Good bread, while lacking the sweetness and excitement of other foods which have been described, is like a steady friend.  When baked well, it is tough and chewy on the outside, giving the teeth and jaws a lovely workout.  It’s soft and warm inside, and often filled with basic and necessary nutrients.  It goes with other dishes or can even be a meal in itself.

Bread is often the chief food of the poor.

If there’s a music I aspire to write and play, it’s bread.  I’m too slight to hunt and don’t have the heart to kill anything.  I have principled objections to using corn syrup so sweetness is going to be less and will have to come more naturally.

There are many bakers out there whose bread has nourished me.  I love their food the best.

I hope that at least a few can be nourished by the bread I offer.