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Pan tasting

Not the pan but the bread. Today from Desir bakery, I had 'Wheat bran walnut raisin bread'. At first it seemed dry but with a little resting on the desk. It turned into a temptress with a savoring of each bite. At first I saw only the raisins. With the next slices, when my main job was to scout for the walnuts. I felt the crunch. Dunked in tea, the half that I cut off the tall slice wasnt enough. I had to go for another half. Does food taste better when it is shared?

whole wheat walnut raisin bread seems so less sinful than cinnamon bread.

I should try to know the remaining slices from this point of view.


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