Colin bakes bread.
People do, right?
In dorm rooms? In college? With any success?
… probably only my buddy Colin.
(When I say success what I mean is outrageously fantastic artisan loaves that are hard to find anywhere in the world.)
This week, he made me a fig bread. I was hoping to pace myself and perhaps make it last the whole week. However, the problem with this fig bread is that its too delicious to last a week. No way. Not when each tear from the glorious body of this loaf yields the potential for a hidden gem of fig yumness.
Conclusion: I’m a lucky duck, and Colin is a passionate, bread-making fool who’s DARN good at what he does. What a wonderful world.