Thursday, July 24, 2008

Bread Tree

Random -
This was passed on to me. Mom to Chris and Chris to me
Mom decided she would make yeast bread one day after she and Dad married. A chore she had not tried, alone, before. She mixed her dough, and waited a bit and it hadn't risen. After a bit more - it still hadn't Another short wait, and she just knew she had done it wrong. Not wanting Dad to feel she had wasted groceries, she carried it out and buried it by the back door. Now that the sun could warm the dough, it rose. She didn't know that, though, until Dad came in laughing. He told her they had a bread tree coming up by the back door.

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