last week, is love. Which isn't too shocking considering the big non-holiday on Tuesday.
As I mentioned on Tuesday the bread was very well received. Rebecca for whatever reason was calling it the baby and I got her to pose cradling the loaf. Mind you it stopped being a baby once the bread cooled down to an edible temperature.
So really what better way to show love in a non-February clichéd manner than a loaf of bread baked with love that was in turn loved by the recipients.