Pain to who?

Keri has been making some really amazing dinners lately. She made a delicious Griddled polenta with caramelized onions, goat cheese and honey. I had to eat that one very very slowly with my eyes closed, because it was just that yummy. Then she made a pasta dish that had an olive oil and garlic base with breadcrumbs and kale. Damn woman! You make yummy food. It feels like I'm at a fancy restaurant right at our very own dinner table. It's such a wonderful treat to come home to the love of my live making yummy food and to top it all off she has a record playing on the record player. Sa-weet!!!!

Someone told her about this website called food52. I am very grateful that she takes the time to find new recipes and yummy healthy things for us to eat. So, I try to be as helpful as possible when we go to the grocery store in search of items for the new recipes. It's kind of exciting, because I know it's going to be delicious.

One thing Keri is planning to make this next week is Sautéed Kale, Roasted Sweet Potato and Poached Egg Holiday Toast. So, we're going down the list checking things off and she says, Now I need to find this pain de mie. Neither of us knew what it was or how to pronounce it, so we were saying it, pain to me, basically. I asked Keri what it was and she said it was some kind of bread. So, we headed off in different directions. She was off to finish the list and I went to the bakery to ask if they had any this pain de mie.

The gal behind the counter, slicing up a big pan of what looked like some yummy sweet rolls, began asking me about it. Is is a holiday bread? I don't know, it's spelled p-a-i-n, d-e, m-i-e. Then she asked, is it a sweet bread? I don't know. Is it a gluten-free bread? I'm thinking, listen lady I don't know what the fuck it is. You're the baker! I am asking you!! However, as calmly as I can, I say, the only thing I know is, that it is a bread and how to spell it. She clearly had no clue and there were about 4-5 other people in the area where she was working. I kinda thought she might ask one of her co-workers, but instead she directed me to the packaged bread area, told me where the bread was in the frozen food area and where I could find the pastry department.

As I was walking away, I slipped my hands in my jacket pockets and looked briefly at the packed bread. With my hands in pockets it occurred to me that I had my phone with me. Shit! I'll just google it. Duh!

Google, what is pain de mie? Pain de mie? Oh, that's easy. Pain de mie is essentially French for a loaf of sliced bread. Oh geez!!! Really? I had to smile to myself as I began my search for Keri. I went down to the dairy department where she was just leaving and headed to the produce section. I just about got to the produce as she seemed to be leaving it. I hollered out, "Hey, Burnidge!" She stopped and spun around, I've been trying to catch up to you since the dairy isle. She said, well,...did you find the pain de mie?

I held up my phone and showed her the google results as I was saying, turns out pain de mie is French for a loaf of sliced bread. Keri's response- What?!? Well, that's douchey!!! Why didn't they just say sliced bread? That IS a pain d'me!!!!

We had a pretty good laugh!!! It's turned into a buzz phrase around our house. Hey! Quit being a pain de mie!

Note: if you are trying out some new recipes and are unsure of the ingredients, google them before you go to the store or at least before you send your loving, helpful wife to find it.

Btw, I went back to the bakery lady and showed her the google results as well, just in case some other clueless soul inquired about the curious recipe item, pain de mie, and we had a pretty good laugh as well.

I'll share another story some other time about Keri sending me to the meat department.