Tuesday 7 April 2015

Bread day

And what a day. The challenge was, can we take a bag of spelt flour into the local bakery and get them to bake us some real good bread made with real good flour ? An idea of Simon's which we take part in. We have the flour and the moral support to take on the challenge. The difficulties being such things as language as well as bakers pride. We know that the local flour is standard white flour and its results are predictable. So how will our day work out. 


We have the help of campsite warden, Ahamed, to make up a request in Bereber so we can get the message across !!! Well, that's if Simon can get his Berber accent right? And what does he have to say? Here it is: ' Arhir aeye tsnud aroum seej dign add aafak ' ? So we practice and practice. 


Until we think there's half a chance before heading to the bakery hatch and letting Simon do the talking. Well it's only fair. It is his idea. ! 


So to work. What will they make of this bizarre request. Will they understand at all what is being said. No French or English here. 


Perhaps some sign language? 


Perhaps not ! 


Somehow, these dear people get the idea with many laughs and smiles all round. Simon, you have got the message through. We think ?! There again, they might just think that you have given them a present of a bag of flour ! 


Buying ready made bread is easy. Simons been doing that here for years. 


Did we do it, we wonder ? We will find out tomorrow ! Insha'allah. I think you got it right. 


Who are you ? We're in a bit of a daze after the bakery so bumping into this chap straight away ?? What's in the box ? Oh, a fish finder. How nice. That's a fish finder?? Yeah. In a box. Fantastic. And your name is ? IL Mochta. And it's a great box too. He's  a lovely bloke and he's very proud of his box of delights, so we take a photo and promise him a copy. 


And this next dear chap is Mohamed and he's not as stern as he looks here. He's a fisherman mending his nets and looking  stern is kind of a Moroccan thing for the older generation. Not to be laughed at. He's a lovely bloke and just froze into this pose when krysia asked him for his photo. 


It's been quite a day so far. So we'll move on to tomorrow so as not to keep you in suspense over the loaves of bread.  Will we find them ready and waiting ? 


And the answer, of course is yes. They are not quite ready. In fact they are about to go into the oven. Six beautiful round loaves looking the business. Wholemeal bread for our lunch. Come back in an hour ! 


And this is the master baker himself. We missed him yesterday but he obviously understood our needs.



Hot from the oven, straight from the bakers hands and into our bag. A fine moment. A dream come true for Simon and a joy for us to be involved. 


Well pleased with ourselves we are. 


And here they are as a still life. 


Then as a ready to eat sandwhich. Prepared with love and using only the finest ingredients !! 


Bread day. What a fine day. 

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