Bread and Asian Groceries

Bread fascinates me.  It's been my new love since moving to Philly...kinda of like sewing...but edible.  I'm never quite sure what will come out...  But since starting to bake my own bread, I've completely stopped buying it at the store.  Fingers crossed that I don't become pregnant because I'm fairly certain that I'm not getting my folic acid that gets snuck into bread...

Asian groceries also fascinate me (loose association, I know).  Mainly because I never quite know what I'll find...what will trigger old memories a la Proust... and what will be completely bizarre and unknown to me... or what will inspire me.  My friends tend to want to do trips with me to the Asian grocery stores, as if I might know what random x, y, z, are...sometimes I do, and sometimes, I wish I didn't... The truth is, as a kid, I couldn't stand being in the markets.  They stunk and made me nauseous.  So I missed out on some of that social imitative goodness.  But while living in FL, where there were no good Asian restaurants, I learned to embrace the Asian grocery store and the surprises it has to offer...  The packet below is one I discovered for making tofu... was very excited...