A thunderstorm last night sent the Family-Across-the-Street-that-Conducts-All-Its-Business-on-Its-Front-Stoop scuttling indoors. And I woke up this morning with a need—no, scratch that—a COMPULSION to bake. Cause...
The last couple weeks:
Full—of visitors mostly, and conversation, and good food too. The three always happen to coincide, don’t they? Earnest walks, feet pounding...
