Sunday, June 7, 2009
Ole to Bread
He wakes up way before the rest of world to bring his delicious delights
to customers near and far.
His warm crusty breads and cakes fill the air with their sweet scent.
Causing big girls like me to break
down doors and drop kick open refrigerators and bread binds, open like
some crazed bank robber! There I sit crusted face and crumbed growned.
Butter on my face and hands. On my walls and table. Busted, disgusted, can't be trusted.
So now here I sit with 10 other addicted Foodies confusing my sins,
of honey wheat, potato and 7 oats, of sour dough and rye, trying to tame the
hunger within. Hello my name is Vanessa and I'm addicted to bread.
Hee, hee, hee!
Have a tasty week everyone!