Bread, the staff of life? When you get older, it tends to become the belly-fat-laugh of-life. My long lasting relationship with a faithful sourdough starter, alas, must end! It seems not fooled into eating and growing with Splenda instead of sugar.
I love bread. I love baking bread. I love eating bread. I love bread and butter. I love toast and butter. I love bread and cheese. I love toasted cheese bread. I love bread.
My Gram’s home made bread was to die for and we only got it a couple of times a year when we went up to visit her, we live in PA and she lived in NY, she usually made some the day we were coming so we could get freshly baked when we got there and some to take home with us or she would try and remember to make a couple of extra loaves and freeze them for when we came up and it was just as good as when it was freshly baked. When she died my uncle, who still lived with her, gave my ex husband, wasn’t ex then, her receipe but he just couldn’t get it to taste like hers. Closest we came was when we made it with out bread maker but then that broke and we never replaced it so no more home made bread.
rekam Premium Member over 2 years ago
Clever.
seanfear over 2 years ago
aaaaabsolutely
assrdood over 2 years ago
What does a loaf of bread say when breaking up with his girlfriend?
You deserve butter.hans Premium Member over 2 years ago
Depressingly true!
PraiseofFolly over 2 years ago
Bread, the staff of life? When you get older, it tends to become the belly-fat-laugh of-life. My long lasting relationship with a faithful sourdough starter, alas, must end! It seems not fooled into eating and growing with Splenda instead of sugar.
Troglodyte over 2 years ago
I’ve heard the exact same thing about beer, Aunty.
The Reader Premium Member over 2 years ago
Yeast it yeast, and waist is waist and… they just met!
pheets over 2 years ago
OH yeah.
jango over 2 years ago
Looks l Iike you’ve got quite a sundial there, Aunty!
ChessPirate over 2 years ago
“In at the mouth, ends up down south…”
Daltongang Premium Member over 2 years ago
Over the lips, past the gums, look out hips, here it comes.
FreyjaRN Premium Member over 2 years ago
Too right.
Sir Isaac over 2 years ago
She oughta go over to Arlo & Janice’s place and walk with Janice.
JLChi over 2 years ago
I love bread. I love baking bread. I love eating bread. I love bread and butter. I love toast and butter. I love bread and cheese. I love toasted cheese bread. I love bread.
Sambora1 over 2 years ago
My Gram’s home made bread was to die for and we only got it a couple of times a year when we went up to visit her, we live in PA and she lived in NY, she usually made some the day we were coming so we could get freshly baked when we got there and some to take home with us or she would try and remember to make a couple of extra loaves and freeze them for when we came up and it was just as good as when it was freshly baked. When she died my uncle, who still lived with her, gave my ex husband, wasn’t ex then, her receipe but he just couldn’t get it to taste like hers. Closest we came was when we made it with out bread maker but then that broke and we never replaced it so no more home made bread.