A couple of years ago, one of my children remembered that their mother knows how to make bread. Since then it has been my job to supply the family gatherings with homemade buns. The dough is nearly ready to shape and put onto the baking sheets. Soon my apartment will smell delicious. And I will snitch a couple of them for my supper.
Here's wishing all of you a blessed Easter.
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