So, in a hurry as usual, I reached into the bread's skinny brown bag to grab the remaining half-loaf—and sliced myself open on the cut end of the stale baguette! Not on a knife, not even on the paper bag—but on the bread itself. (I am multi-talented.)
|What you see|
|What I see|
What’s even sadder is that when I snapped some pictures of the offending bread-end for Veggie Quest, upon closer inspection, I realized I’d actually wounded myself on a friendly-aquatic-animal baguette.
|See? Definitely a laughing sea turtle. (Or a demented one; it’s hard to know.)|
So whether or not your stale baguette looks like a jolly marine reptile, if you get the big idea to repurpose it for crostini, or croutons, or whatever—well, you’ve been warned.