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Memories- Bread Baking Day

Bread baking memories up early to start the day bread to make Mom and I would start adding to the bowl, mix and beat then came the kneading a rhythm was the key 1-2-3 turn and 1-2-3 as she taught me so many years ago I can still hear her saying 1-2-3 the ball of dough took on a smooth look just right to the touch into a greased bowl to rise high to be punched down making the loaves and buns another trick she told me so stretching just right in the pan to get so high into the oven for the long wait smells fill the air table fills with golden treats fresh warm waiting to eat butter spread on that first loaf nothing like Memories of baking days

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Date: 7/19/2020 12:24:00 AM
Beautiful memories, beautifully composed of great memories.
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Mary Schwartz
Date: 7/19/2020 7:22:00 AM
Thank you for taking time to read this. Your comments are appreciated!

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