No, it wasn’t the Little Red Hen, but rather, a resourceful Fairy that produced these loaves. While we could just buy bread, nothing matches the aroma, feel, and taste of warm, freshly-baked bread; it’s part of our heritage. We both grew up on midwestern farms, and what we lacked in dollars, we made up forContinue reading “A Fine, Peasant Pleasure”
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A Straight Story
There is always a soft, satisfying, sawing sound when I cut slices of bread off the loaf for the morning toast. Usually a soft thud follows as the slice falls over onto the cutting board. This time, however, both pieces remained upright, cut nearly to perfection. That seldom happens, but no matter what, I canContinue reading “A Straight Story”
Begging Bread
Little Red Hen has been busy once again in the kitchen and this time had help from some little chicks. Neighbor kids came over to watch with wide eyes how she brought five loaves of bread into being. Of course, a loaf of bread went home with each child, but we still had these threeContinue reading “Begging Bread”
Apple Butter and Coffee Mother
The smell of bread toasting while open containers of butter and apple butter await its arrival brings back memories of a farm house full of the aroma of apples and cinnamon. On cold winter days or warm summer mornings it was always just the right combination. While having a Fairy Coffee Mother as the signContinue reading “Apple Butter and Coffee Mother”
Eskildoodle Photos and Feelings 