I had forgotten how Sundays were supposed to be. There was a time, before spring 2010, with its visits to six states, and before late 2009, when de facto eviction began to hang over my head, when Sundays were an oasis.
This particular Sunday was never supposed to happen either. Originally, I was supposed to be at my mom’s in Shreveport, celebrating the holiday by counting the hours until I could leave. Then, I was supposed to be in New Orleans, hungover and brunching. But here I am, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed in my sunny Mississippi kitchen, with whole wheat boules cooling on the counter and cookie dough waiting in the fridge. (See that empty coffee press? That might have something to do with my productivity level.)
But I’m not here to talk about boules or chocolate chip cookies; that’s old news. I’m here to talk about these gourmet soda crackers from the always-amazing KAF blog. I made them, thinking that if homemade bread and homemade applesauce are game-changers, then homemade crackers must be more of the same.
I had a nibble right out of the oven, and I have to confess, I was disappointed. They tasted like saltines. Good saltines–Zesta stuff, not off-brand–but saltines nonetheless. I figured something must be wrong with me, because the KAF blog has never steered me wrong before. “Maybe I’m just not a cracker person,” I mused. But after they cooled, I had another nibble. And another. And another. It turns out I am a cracker person.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have cookies to take out of the oven, and puffy semolina dough to tend. Happy Easter!