...and I am a white bread addict.
For years now, I've been faithfully buying wheat bread and ordering wheat toast in restaurants when I really wanted white bread. When I say years, I mean years and years and years.
Enough! When I was at the grocery store last week, I bought the first loaf of white bread that I've bought in years. You know what? It was delicious.
I didn't buy that Wonder Bread crap or that Sara Lee or Natures Own fake enriched white bread propaganda bread. I bought locally baked plain old white bread. If I could get my hands on some Evangeline Maid bread like they sell in Lafayette, Louisiana, I'd be in heaven.
Peanut butter and jelly on wheat bread can't hold a candle to PB&J on white. I love white bread toast and a good old bologna sandwich on freshly bought Sunbeam bread. No more wheat for me. I'm fully-growed and I can eat what I want, dammit.