Tuesday, February 2, 2010

1996: Carson City


My friend Heather and I had stopped by my house on our way home from school on our way to soccer practice. My mom -Homemaker of the Year 1995(?)- would bake bread weekly for our lunches. When we walked in the kitchen there were about 9 fresh steaming loaves of oatmeal-molasses bread cooling on the racks. Is there anything more tempting?? I remember us slicing off slice after thick slice of the soft, moist, flavorful bread and slathering it with butter until just about the heel remained. Then we walked to practice and worked it all off. Oh to be 17 again.

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  1. Kelly Getz and I would finish off a pizza from nick's just before ballet. Didn't phase us at all...

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