Flowers are nice, but give me a good bunch of pencil sized asparagus, morel mushrooms, ramps and all of the other wonderful spring forage items. Some say that spring arrives when the daffodils bloom, me I like the edible crescendo that starts with maple syrup and keeps growing till all a sudden you can stop buying produce at the grocery store. When the precipitation turns from flakes to April showers they bring a ground swell of goodness. So get outside and taste the bounty to be had.
Everyone knows the iconic line from Forrest Gump, “life is like a box of chocolates. . .”. I think life is more like bread. With bread you start out with a couple of simple ordinary ingredients and combine them. If you take the time to kneed them properly, cover the dough in a nice warm safe spot and you let it rise. You will as in life you get knocked down and from that you get a second chance rise again. After a bit like in life you end up in a twist or all balled up maybe you get molded into loaf pan some shapes maybe “prettier” then others but other’s are more useful and in the end isn’t that what you get; a great loaf of bread. But before you can get that great loaf you end up being thrown into the fire. And in the end your life can be the ends of a sandwich or sopping up gravy maybe you are a roll or a bread stick whatever you are if done right it is a thing of beauty to be savored.
But if you cut corners, don’t let it proof all the way, punching down, never take the time to shape it you get a hard crust-less mess that has a hard time being used except for maybe croutons or crumbs. And you are left to wonder, bread is hard what did I do wrong? But never fear you can try again tomorrow. Or today if you choose.