Yesterday afternoon I made up a batch of bread for sandwiches to take to the “dead spread” after tomorrow’s funeral. Like the carrot cake, this is a recipe I’ve made a zillion times (it’s the Squire’s favorite – dill and onion) but whatever went wrong, this stuff was what my mother called Leaden Breaden. Truly ammo quality. Not just heavy – it didn’t even taste good.
So – up with the birds this morning to make a second batch, which turned out beautifully. Thanks be to God, as I don’t have time to do this again. Cucumber and cream cheese, with maybe a sprinkle of curry powder.
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