every season brings the longing for different little delectables around here. in the fall we break out the candy corn. it's not spring around here without strawberries from the stand just outside of somis. summer is the only time i can enjoy a perfectly ripened peach, and christmas time makes me think of candy canes but it just wouldn't be right without pulla.
pulla is a delicious finnish bread slightly sweet and buttery and i can eat a whole loaf of it in 5 minutes flat. i am not finnish and i don't make the bread but my good friend and neighbor taina (rhymes with china) is finnish and makes this yummy bread this time every year. everyone who has ever received this bread from her looks forward to it the next year and since it takes so long to make, people usually only get one loaf. i, on the other hand am special. i get 2 loaves. because she loves me. pulla looks like a simple word, sounds like it is pronounced boo-lah because the p is not pronounced like our english p, kinda like a "p" and a "b" sound together. taina is sweet enough to even let me speak the word in her presence because i am sure it must hurt her ears to hear me say it everytime and still keep a smile on her face- "uh huh, lisa, that's it, you got it, ok, don't say it anymore." i love how she has incorporated her tradition of pulla into my home.
she makes it, and i eat it. what a nice little arrangement we have.
funny thing about the pronunciation. it's such a simple looking word, but hard as hell to pronounce, unless you are finnish. when i walked into taina's kitchen last night i saw she was braiding the dough and said, "oh!!! you're making 'poo-lah', um, 'boo-lah', um...bread."
and just like taina, she just smiled at me and shook her head.
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