To whom it may concern,
It’s not often I write a love letter. You can probably tell by my use of the words ‘to whom it may concern.’ But I have something to say, and I’m not going to hold back.
I. LOVE. BREAD.
Our romance has spanned over two decades, and still, my love remains remarkably strong.
As a child, you provided me with endless joy. There’s something about your texture and versatility that made you one of my diet staples as I was growing up. Fairy bread, sausage sandwich, vegemite, peanut butter, honey…it didn’t matter. You were always there for me. And now, years on, you’re still here for the kids of Australia.
Yes girl, yes. Image: Giphy.com
So I’ve asked a few of them to say a few words, because this love letter isn’t about me, bread. It’s about you.
“It’s fun and yummy.”
Mmm yes. This is what one six-year-old had to say about the joy you bring. She thinks you’re fun. I think she associates you with fun, because you’re always there at parties, and fundraising events, sporting matches, and family lunches. Always bringing people together – not tearing them apart.
Who's hungry? Images: iStock.