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I came home from school to
fifteen loaves of freshly baked Rye bread.
My mother was always  making things. Making things for other people. Other people's children.
Warm bread.
Warm scarves for all the poor in Africa. (more)
Fresh warm bread is the best thing ever--one of them--but not fresh warm bread is gross. Especially if it's been microwaved. Microwaved bread is gross. I grew up in one of those recovering-hippie families--my dad thought microwaves were evil and dangerous, so a microwave's still not something I use.(more)