This is what this bread will be called in our house forever more. Ben baked it and got the recipe from his Scandanavian Cookbook that he got for his birthday. The books calls it "Danish Country Egg Bread." But, alas, in our house it shall henceforth be called Eternity Bread. For two reasons. The first reason because, before we sliced it and started eating it, it was in a lovely braided circle. And whenever we discuss "eternal" things with Miles and Jonas (like eternal love, families, etc.), we use the example of a circle and how there is no beginning and no end.
The second reason is because from this bread I understood perhaps another reason why we get married for eternity. Let me explain. . .
So, Ben got home from work and this was our discussion:
Me: "Ohhhhh, I've been waiting to slice and eat your bread for dinner" (to go along with our yummy Baked Oatmeal). "I'm excited."
Ben: "Really, you really like it?"
Me: "Yes! It's really good."
Ben: "Huh, that surprises me."
Me: "Why?" (I was trying to give him a chance to prove that he actually did know something about me that perhaps I didn't or had just fogotten. But that was not to be. . . )
Ben: "Because it's just plain."
I love plain things. Yes, I am the girl who ate a plain, Rich's whole-wheat bagel just about every day for lunch for 2 or so years. Not toasted, sliced, heated, or topped. Yes, I am the girl who ate whole-wheat cereal for breakfast just about every day for 2 or so years as well. Yes, I am even the girl who likes to eat your Johnny Cakes - which are so plain. I love plain things.
So maybe, just maybe, we are married for eternity so that the closer we get to eternity Man might understand Woman. Might.
But I won't be holding my breath.