Yesterday, on the way home from the City, we stopped off to pick up a baguette for Christin who was hungry. She broke off a few pieces in the car and munched. Then came, "it's not a good day for baking, this baguette is soft". Ahhhhh, yes, I said, you are right, Christin. It is not a good day for baking. Secretly, I confess I felt a tiny warm sensation that is appreciation and delight inside - was someone actually listening to my … [Read more...]