Tuesday, January 17, 2006


On my way back from my visit to the orthopedist (a story for another day) I decided to stop by the Marina Gelsons for bread, not just any bread but panini baguettes, my favorite. They were out. Fiddlesticks! I decided to take a chance on pretzel bread. How was it, you ask? It was only the chewiest, yeastiest, moistest football of bready goodness I ever had, that's all. Even better than the paninis. The needle on my happy meter jumped to the right for awhile. I posted a blt I made for Doug a little while ago. Do yourself a favor. Go get some!


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