Baked a loaf today. Nothing special about that: I bake almost every other day. Mostly white, with some rye and korakan flours for flavour and texture. Took it out of the oven and ate some for lunch.
And then it hit me. This is delicious! It looks great; it smells great; it tastes great. Sometimes I forget what a simple pleasure there is to be had from a good loaf of sourdough.