Bread times

Discussing Bread Times is how Martha and I acknowledged the existence and importance of times. I think this was before we lived together, and one of us was harshly shaming the other after discovering a bag of dinner rolls in his kitchen that he had purchased for his own consumption.

The accused acknowledged the excess of this, but explained that, in a way, it’s healthier. Because, though it was, objectively, a large quantity of refined carbs for one person to eat, it was fewer bread times.

The irony of this appeal is that it actually goes against the fully mature concept of a time. This was later acknowledged by the accused when he purchased a loaf of bread, which would provide more bread times over a smaller quantity of bread.

Sometimes you are hungry, and you need a certain amount of food. Sometimes you are in college, and you require a certain quantity of beer. But this is different than the desire for a time. The rise of high-quality non-alcoholic beverages is, I believe, and indicator of this. Sometimes – often even – you want a beer time much more than you want a beer. Sometimes you want a snack time more than you want a snack. Sometimes you want four times, but you are not hungry. That is ok. An awareness of times as distinct from amounts can liberate you from the tyranny of conventional consumption.