Three things come to mind when I think of Germans. Punctual. No nonsense. Bread snobs. I have the pleasure of being married to one who is none of the first, some of the second and all of the last. Oh, how I would dismiss his lamentations of this country’s destruction of the hallowed loaf, myContinue reading “Toaster Crumpet”
Where "is it edible?" is more of a challenge than a question.
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