And it ain't plastic. lol

Ma said this morning she'd really like a nice fresh loaf of cinnamon-raisin bread. She's been good lately, so I rolled up the sleeves and went to work.



These two puppies won't exist by this time tomorrow. As soon as one is cool enough to handle without tearing it apart the knife is going to do its job. Big ol glass of milk and warm cinnamon-raisin bread is a perfect afternoon treat.