Love at First Bite

Love at First Bite

  • Submitted By: webtrey
  • Date Submitted: 02/02/2014 12:49 PM
  • Category: English
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Love At First Bite
Every person that lives or is from Jamaica knows what bulla is. Someone from America, like yourself might ask, do you know what bulla is? The answer to that is yes, and I’ll tell you all about my knowledge and experiences with bulla. “Bulla cake, sometimes referred to as bulla bread, is a rich Jamaican cake made with molasses and spiced with ginger and nutmeg, sometimes dark-colored and other times light-colored. Bulla are small loaves that are flat and round. They are inexpensive and easy to make using molasses, flour and baking soda. Bulla is traditionally a popular treat for schoolchildren. It is usually eaten with cheese, butter or avocado. A traditional food of Jamaica, the bulla cake has been used as an emblem and symbol related to development on the island nation”, says wikipedia, but I can confirm this information is true through my knowledge.
I always get pretty excited when I see the bag the bulla comes in. It’s clear and always has the logo of which brand it is. My mouth always starts to water whenever I look at the exterior of bulla, light brown but sometimes dark, about eight inches in diameter,and usually sugar spread out all over like really tiny sprinkles on a cake. The perimeter of it often has wrinkles looking like it’s storing a lot of flavor waiting for you to take that first bite. My eyes start to open up wide when I see the inside of a piece of bulla, always lighter than the outside of the cake looking firm but delicate at the same time.
I get chills up my spine whenever get a piece of bulla in my hand because I know I’m about to take a bite. Once it’s in my hand the sweet, delightful smell of bulla, like banana bread and ginger, completely blocks out any other smell around you. When I hold it I feel feel the wavy, slightly bumpy top of the bulla, and the flat, smooth, slightly grainy feeling from the sugar on the bottom.
As I slowly raise my hand to take my first bite my senses go crazy. The sweet smell, smooth...

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