The smell of fresh bread…

…baked in our bakery up the road.
There is nothing else like it on a cold morning to carry home a warm loaf of sweet smelling bread.
daily bread

Posted on March 24, 2014, in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 10 Comments.

  1. I’ll bet he likes to nibble the corners!


  2. Mmmm, smelling it, licking it, “accidentally” biting a teeny weeny crusty bit….was there any left for the rest of you?! Thank you for a gorgeous doodle x


  3. Did he, or didn’t he eat a sample? I used to do that when I was little and bread was rationed. Punishment was severe!


  4. That took me right back to when my youngest daughter used to hold the fresh bread sitting in her pushchair, by the time we got home the bread was half hollow! Just crust one end. She still loves fresh white bread, so do I with lots of butter! Thanks for bringing that lovely memory back.


  5. How very lucky that the bakery is just down the road. 🙂


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