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What Homemade Bread Means to Me
Every week, I make a loaf of bread for my family. Nothing crazy, just a country loaf I’ve been making since before I had children. King Arthur Flour–always. If you’ve been around a while, you know I owned my own bakery and I’ve branched out my baking in many different ways over the years. But… Continue reading
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White Chicken Lasagna Soup
I’m very bad at recipes. Especially soup recipes. Almost a decade ago now, I owned and operated a small bread bakery and soups soon became something of an art form to me. Feeding people is a love language. And soups–well–they say a lot. “Get better soon,” or a sigh when you get home after a… Continue reading
There’s a hatred that roots deep in your soul for the people who you had to hold when you were too young to understand. Too young to be holding any weight of others.
E. E. Nelson, When Colors Fade
