Sometimes, my sense of greatest achievement arises from doing modest things very well, or, at least to my taste!
Take this crusty loaf of white bread, which I majestically created yesterday in a fit of inspiration.
First, let me explain. Growing up in central Delaware on a farm with five siblings, one of the great joys of my life as a young boy was to rush home from school, famished, and a eat some crusty Jewish Rye bread slathered with homemade creamery butter and lots of preserves. …
Semi-retired Construction Management Professional for 30 years. Real Estate Broker Focused on Residential & Commercial & Resort Investment Props since ‘89