I could live on fresh bread. My parents, who are Polish, have brought us up on varieties of bread from European bakeries, and I love rye, caraway seed, dark rye... throw in some butter and cheese, and I'm set.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Well, I mean, bread, I mean, I've got to have bread too to live.
But bread is different. I come from Czechoslovakia, where we eat lots of it, so it's hard to say no. I can't even have one piece, because when I start, I don't stop.
I love all kinds of bread. Whenever I crave junk food, I want salty things like peanuts or potato chips.
I don't need the bread, but it's nice to do something creative.
I can make the best French toast.
I grew up on a farm, and I had good, natural South Tyrolean food.
The fact that in America bread lasts so long. You buy bread, and then it's bread forever - it's Forever Bread!
Call me All-American, but I love Ham and Cheese sandwiches. And not just any old ham and cheese sandwich... My mother's is the best. I've tried many times to make these sandwiches on my own, but it's never the same.
Bread for myself is a material question. Bread for my neighbor is a spiritual one.
I come from Yorkshire in England where we like to eat chip sandwiches - white bread, butter, tomato ketchup and big fat french fries cooked in beef dripping.