You’ve kept me nourished all my life, and I owe my love for bread from you. I think I still like white bread sometimes, but it doesn’t love me as much as you do. You are so easy-going only needing water to complete you. I love the way you puff up in appreciation even when I fail to make you round, but how I try! You are such a great sport as you go from pan to warm tortilla holder to plate after plate. I dearly thank you for your whole wheat goodness and you complementing all my dishes.
A hearty and warm thanks,
P.S. I got a terrific shot of you in action, so I am attaching it. Enjoy!