Thursday, October 16, 2003
Friends came over for lunch last weekend, and I decided to make bread (riffing off the challah theme below), partyl because there wasn't any bread in my freezer, but mostly because it tastes nice and is fun. G arrived and said - both witti- and pithily I thought - "you've either baked bread, or you're selling your flat." A sharp guy, that G.
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