an ode to pan

I would like to speak about how much I love pan dulce (which translates into sweet bread, or bread treats, whatever). We have it every breakfast and supper, and I always go straight for the donuts or other good nutty kind. Sometimes I have two pieces, or eat other people’s. The other night we had chicken mole pie, and it was honestly the greatest meal. I can’t pass up bread. This is alarming because I know I should probably fast from it sometime in my future :P. I love this aspect of Mexican culture. Please more pan #pleasemorepan.

i write like a child.