Introduction – All Things Baked, Fried or Stewed!

Obsessed with the whole grain loaf

Obsessed with the whole grain loaf

My name is Pamela and I am an IDS Major, American Studies, with a minor in Public Administration. I am a late bloomer in that I returned to college after a 25-year hiatus.  When my proverbial nest became empty in 2010, I decided it was time to complete my academic quest, phase one, by earning my Bachelor’s degree.  I chose the IDS program, because it would allow me to finish my degree in two years or less, while preparing me for graduate school.  Choosing this class, in the overall grand scheme of things, is an important part of my re-education.  In addition, it fulfills the elective component of the general education requirements.

On a personal note, I consider myself to be a competitive person whose hobbies are as diverse as her palate.  I enjoy gardening, museums, all genres of music, any full-bodied pinot noir, dark chocolate, as well as a healthy debate.

My food selfie is from Lonzo Restaurant and Bakery, located in Culver City. Lonzo is known for its amazing bakery, Peruvian dishes and especially its ceviche.https://www.yelp.com/biz/lonzos-bread-culver-city

Since reading The Hunger Games, I have become fixated on freshly baked bread and its sweet aroma. My intense curiosity involves the science that creates the foundation of dough, the various baking techniques, the artisans, the types of ovens used, as well as all the unusual ingredients that can be incorporated into the mixture, to create a great loaf of love.  As Oprah Winfrey has said, “I love bread.”

Dr. Perez, I am enjoying your class. Having the opportunity to learn about food from a cultural perspective, as well as the symbolism regarding certain societal issues, has opened my eyes to the bigger picture.  Thank you for sharing your knowledge and for providing a safe harbor of expression.

Regards

One thought on “Introduction – All Things Baked, Fried or Stewed!

  1. I, too, love bread. It kills me, but I love it. There is something to be said about walking into a panaderia and getting a whiff of pan dulce that has been freshly removed from the oven. Sourdough toast with butter and orange marmalade is a weakness for me… bad. Many moons ago there was a bakery near my house, Di Carlo’s, and I can remember that intoxicating aroma of fresh bread that permanently wafted throughout the whole town. Marvelous!

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