Ok its way past time for an explanation of why I have a photo of a loaf of artisan bread on my blog.
I have ADD. This means, among other things, that my memory doesn't work really well. So I am always keeping notepads of notes, calendaring every little event past, present and future, and at the time, this was a handy way to help me to remember where I could go back and get this delicious bread, and that it exists, in case I ever wish to try to duplicate its salty beauty.
[I think they brushed on those tips some Toasted Sesame Oil before baking; I love Toasted Sesame Oil, my favorite condiment.]
But I discovered it at a grocery far from my home, 2.5 hours into our 11.5 hour trip home to Kansas, to bury my mother, who died on Memorial Day, May 28, 2012.