Bread Maker

Rey Spadoni

It was given as a gag gift, albeit an expensive one.  I had mentioned that I would like to someday be a bread maker, the kind of person who measures carefully, experiments, patiently awaits the rising of the dough.  It was a much a wish for the kind of slower pace and handcrafted artistry I longed for as it was anything else.  They thought that was funny.  They knew me back then.

So, they bought me a bread machine.  It was 1993.

Rey Spadoni

It has since become something we do.  Especially as we gather to celebrate.  It’s woven in, tradition now.

Thank you, friends.

Rey Spadoni
Rey Spadoni

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