Um Bread

Make it cold and bake it hot Fresh baked bread delights Fresh from the oven buttered Senses dance a reel Happy palate sings My tummy Smiles!
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Krutsinger Avatar
October 12, 2018 at 8:47 PM
Happy palate indeed! I am craving hot buttery bread right now, I am glad the stores are 25 miles away.
Kiser Avatar
October 13, 2018 at 10:03 AM
I keep flour handy so that I can whip up a batch when I need to. Love especially baking Irish Soda Bread. Go on, go get you some freshly baked bread. Thanks.
Dietrich Avatar
October 12, 2018 at 7:36 PM
very nice! If it is for the contest, that one needs to be like a haiku: 5/3/5. Otherwise, this is just GREAT!
Kiser Avatar
October 13, 2018 at 10:02 AM
No, not necessarily for the contest; I just penned it after baking some fresh biscuits. But thanks, Andrea.
Faulkner Avatar
October 12, 2018 at 4:06 PM
Yes, 'fresh baked bread delights' exactly, makes my tummy smile too!
Kiser Avatar
October 13, 2018 at 10:01 AM
And the house smells wonderful for quite awhile. Thanks again.
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