Tag Archives: Bread

Casting Bread

Posted on October 18, 2008 by K

           My mother used to make bread.  By hand.  What I mean is that there was a period of time when she did this.  I don’t remember a lot about it—a very large metal bowl, the … Continue reading →

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Kitchen Doors and Bathroom Floors

Posted on July 15, 2007 by K

We went to take some of Guy’s homemade bread to a man we know. His wife was in the hospital for knee surgery, and we thought the bread might be a comfort. We don’t know him well, this man. He’s … Continue reading →

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