It was bread day. In fact, it was way overdue, but I haven't had time lately. So there were a couple of loaves of store bread since the last baking day.
I liked this bread so much that this time I made two loaves. Of course I pigged out on warm bread for dinner. What did you expect?
And since I still have several cans of stale pop from an event last year, there will be more of this in my future. I'm delighted there is a use for that pop besides forcing myself to drink it because it cost money.
In other news: I wrote in the morning, formatted in the afternoon, made bread, and did laundry. I wish all days could be so productive.
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