We really only eat bread at breakfast though some days Mr FF makes himself a sandwich at lunch time. This was a loaf we bought last week, it wasn’t easy to keep our butter and jam in place.
We ask for bread based on where it comes from, the little local towns all provide loaves often from wood fired ovens and using natural yeast. Some loaves have tiny paper labels confirming their town of origin, only bread from that town can claim to be from that town. We used to buy bread from Paliano, a town we look onto, there were two locations within the town each producing a slightly different bread, you had to specify which you wanted Santa Maria or Rosalba. We have recently discovered this one which is from Genzano in the hills near Rome.
It’s just bread, white mostly but sometimes dark (brown) or wholemeal, it’s all robustly crusty offering a challenge to my various crowns, fillings and dental implants. Rustic loaves are sold loose by weight at around 2.50 euro a kilo and popped into brown paper bags. I buy the round one, pagnotta, which I cut into portions and freeze so it’s fresh every day. Usually I eat just one slice each day, even less when it’s full of holes obviously. I dream of a sour dough loaf or a proper French baguette, seeded bread would be nice even a thick white sliced for toast. Sometimes I make my own wholemeal loaf which is a deliciously soft change and toasts well, I should do so more often as fresh yeast is available everywhere.
It’s also possible, if not advisable, to buy small plastic wrapped sliced loaves that have a shelf life of months but not from any self respecting bakery counter.