I spotted the following headline in some newspaper, which made me think. I recalled the stuff called “white bread” that one finds for sale in US supermarkets. There is little resemblance to bread I buy at German bakeries or enjoy on trips to France.
White bread is not the dieter's friend: A new study claims it can foster obesity
French people, who eat well and are notoriously not overweight, have surely not seen this study. Few, if any, would agree with the result. Most would laugh and mumble something about crazy Americans. Anyone having spent even fleeting moments in France will recall seeing citizens carrying armloads of baguettes every morning and evening. Each citizen downs more than one “serving” of white bread a day and does not suffer from obesity. Perhaps the reason lies in eating bread made by a baker and not wrapped in plastic from a factory in New Jersey.
Another cliché that will never grace the Saying of the Day is “...is better than sliced bread”. What’s so great about sliced bread? I buy a loaf at my local baker, my favorite among many, and do not let them use their slicing machine. I like to slice my own with my nice bread knife. The bread stays fresher for longer, and I can decide upon the thickness. I like a thick slice for toast, and even thicker for French toast, but a sandwich requires thin slices.
Today, I was reminded of how foolish Americans were during my young years (and after). I should be reminded every day, but do not always think of this.
I am speaking about bakeries and bread. This is an aspect of German life, which impressed me most on my first visit to this country. Because I enjoy excellent bread each, I should recall the horrible bread I was forced to endure as a child. I remember “real” bakeries and their demise, when super market bread from factories raped and pillaged American taste buds and dietary tracts.
There is little comparable between good German bread, made from only natural materials and without chemicals, and American cardboard substitute.
One can buy cheap bread in German supermarkets--every country has fools. Fortunately, good bakeries still bake bread every day and enough customers keep them in business. They must compete with quality against shops selling cheap bread and rolls (as mush as 1/5 the price), which has been produced in factories in Tunisia, shipped to Germany, and baked in an oven. I am happy that enough people are as clever as I am and have good taste.
Prior to writing novels, the author enjoyed a multifaceted career: from decorated combat aviator to advertising professional to global communications director of a major consumer brand. He has traveled the world and met sports, film and television stars, political leaders, and royalty. He graduated from Middlebury College, is married, lives in Germany, and has two grown children.