The Quarantine Chronicles, Day 22

DAY 22: Yeast. Yeast for bread and

pizza. Let's have a pizza night

but they're all closed. We can make

our own: flour salt sugar oil and

yeast -- The first thing to run out

in every grocery store in Italy. Yeast.

No more pizza, calzoni, pitoni, grissini,

bread, plain white bread -- Italy, you're

in trouble now. And if it won't rise,

if it won't rise, who's complaining?

Every wife in the country, that's who,

who can't make bread, can't pound 

that dough with her fists, squish, punch, raising

tiny puffs of white flour into the air. Pound, pound

pound will do no good if there's no yeast.

Can we rise to the occasion?

Can we modify our tastes?

Jesus, our superhero, ate unleavened

bread -- look Ma, no yeast. I have my 
doubts. Normally when you go to the super-
market of the ten thousand products there

yeast is the cheapest -- it's 25 cents

a cube, good for about 6 pizzas

maybe a couple / three loaves 

of bread too -- 25 cents, that's nothing

in fact, at the corner market --

Signora Katia, when I go to

her -- she'll give it to me free,

no 25 cents even, yeast is life, man

life is a gift. Here, take it.