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Meyers Bakery Class And Distant Memories

My first memory of bread was back in Nottingham in the early1960’s sitting in my aunt’s kitchen, legs and feet swinging in anticipation, being tormented by the smell of her luscious thick slices of toast supporting slabs of melting butter. Recently a dear friend reminded me of that same toast we used to devour in that very kitchen […]
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