Bread, and madness

10/2

Argument in the kitchen today over when the correct time to eat bread is. The Home Helper woman, who comes by each day to make meals for Mr. Ito’s decrepit father, maintained the bread is for dinner, and dinner alone. Mr. Ito, meanwhile, was willing to grant that it was a fine part of breakfast as well. This was the bone of contention since the helper felt that breakfast was, if anything, the worst time of day to eat bread.

My suggestions that we perhaps have some bread with lunch was roundly rejected out of hand. Lunch is the time for rice.

It is good to know that my life certainly isn’t becoming any less insane since having left Okinawa.

-D.C.