A snippet of phone conversation to illustrate Christmas giftgiving in my family:
Gaoo: Well, it’s kind of a spoiler, but I thought you might like this present before Christmas… I bought you a tin of yeast*.
Elsa: Did you? YAY!
*It’s the enormous catering-sized packet of yeast, bigger and cheaper and inexplicably better than I can buy at my grocery. It’s a great present that Gaoo gives me every so often, and one that routinely baffles friends if I mention it.
I really do understand why this is such a good gift.
For someone who bakes twice or thrice a week, it’s invaluable! I scorn those little jars of yeast at the market, which only carry me through a month’s baking, and as for strip-packs — bah!
Do you scorn the jars to their, er, faces while in the store? Because I’d like to see that.
I miss Switzerland and the fresh blocks of yeast you could buy in any normal grocery.