A loaf of bread, a bottle of wine, and thee.
If I can choose only one – the wine and thee are on thine own!
I’m all about the bread.
A crusty/chewy baguette… a sourdough round… pumpernickel or papadum. Doesn’t matter. I’m a sucker for the sweet starch.
With butter? Oil? The cheese of any nation? I won’t say no. But they are merely supporting actors in the doughy drama.
Bread makes me happy.
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I am with you on the bread thing. I could live on bread and mashed potatoes. Add rosemary – I would be in heaven. hugs, ty
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Uh oh… Looks like you + I are going to need a bigger heaven! :p
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That short bit made me hungry and “that tantalizing spread” doesn’t need butter or oil!
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That’s such a tantalizing looking spread up there!
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