Bread Therapy
I had a great therapy session last weekend. And it didn’t cost me $150 an hour.
In fact, I figure it cost me less than $2.
Once upon a time, I made bread about every other week. I fell out of the habit a while ago, though.
But I’ve been thinking for months that I wanted to make bread again, at least once if not on a regular basis.
I finally got my chance last weekend on a day when I was hanging around the house without a long list of chores.
It was nice to drop right back into the rhythm of kneading after so much time: push, fold, turn, push, fold, turn.
Working yeast dough just feels so good in your hands. It’s not a bad workout for shoulder and arm muscles, either.
I just made a simple whole-wheat bread. My kids were not terribly impressed because it wasn’t sweet bread. And here I thought they’d be all over bread-making!
That’s OK, though. I actually would have been bummed if they had wanted to do all the kneading themselves.
Now I’m thinking about what to make the next time I need a little bread therapy.
