I love bread. I love it. All shapes-squares, circles, triangles. All kinds of bread-biscuits, cornbread, Mexican cornbread, banana bread, bagels and every other kind, except rye. (I’ve never liked rye.) Croissants are my favorite-this week. A few days ago, my beloved brought me a precious treasure from Sam’s: a box of tender and delectable croissants. Twelve of them. And they were all for me. It was just like Christmas only at the beginning of summer.