Step 1: Make this bread.
Step 2: While making said bread, marvel at the incredible deliciousness that comes from such simple ingredients - water, flour, yeast, and salt. Feel connected to the mankind through the ages as you knead the bread. Don't knead the bread because you need to, but rather knead the bread because you like to pretend you're a farm girl in rural 12th Century England making bread for your bairns.
Step 3: About 10 minutes before the bread is done, pull it out and slather it with butter. Because, as the sign in my parents' kitchen states, "Du beurre, du beurre, et encore du beurre."
Step 4: Eat bread.
Step 5: Eat more bread. You'll want to, trust me.
Step 6: A day or two later, assuming you pried yourself away from the warm buttery crustiness before it was all gone, slice the bread on the thin side. Put on a baking sheet and drizzle with olive oil. Then slice a tomato really thin and lay that on top of the bread. If you wanna, top with a little shredded good cheese.
Step 7: Bake at 325 until it's good.
Step 8: It's really good.
And it's so dang simple.
P.S. I thought about taking a picture but a) I was feeling guilty since I knew it wouldn't be as pretty as the bread is tasty and b) I was hungry.
P.P.S. Natasha's version of Simple Joys: Catnip toy + fireplace. That is all.