As a young girl, we lived for a time in France. One of my favorite memories was the walk home from the bakery. We always had to buy an extra loaf of bread because one was bound to be eaten on the trip home... so delicious, so warm, so satisfying. As I have recently been diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes, I have all but given up bread. But not today, this loaf became french bread pizza for lunch and was oh, so wonderful.
