My weeks as of late has been paradoxically long and short. Long when I think about the hours spent in the office- work and short because there doesn’t seem to be enough time to finish everything that needs to be done.
But I am grateful for pockets of breaks- take this full day’s break for example when my empress dowager got hospitalised. I’ll save you the long story; but a side result was me spending my afternoon at Slowbakes, Novena (a hood out of the east where we live).
Have I not mentioned how riveting the experience of just having good bread can be? At least for me this simple slice of French toast brioche was enough to uplift my spirits from a concerning day. Life is too short for bad bread, I am reminded. So eager to return and hunt for great bakes around my little red dot when work winds down (EOY?😬)