Living Next Door to Heaven 218 Mary
"I didn't even realize how much I missed talking to you in the morning, sweetheart," I said as I mixed ingredients for a huge batch of bread. All fifteen of us were in the casa this morning, but I also knew that at least two other casas would join us for forms and they would all want to partake of the fresh hot bread when its baking aroma filled the room. The huge bread stones in the ovens meant I could bake eight good loaves at a time. I hadn't been getting up in the morning to bake...