damn good bread… & other stuff

So here’s the deal : I make bread, the slow and stubborn kind. I gather eggs from my chickens who roam the wilds of our 63 acres in the Catskills and live like feathered aristocrats.

Sometimes my crafty hands get restless and I enter a frenzy of creativity which sometimes yields acceptable results. Other than the bread, what shows up here will change, depending on time, mood, and the whims of a grumpy crow in a party hat… cookies… jam… maybe a tote bag.

This is less a business and more a tiny celebration of what makes me happy. And if it makes you happy, too - well, that’s the lucky part.

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