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There is a very nice French bakery a short drive away from where I live. I believe that God's personal baker works there. The baguettes there are several dozen rungs above the best of the other breads in the city. They sit on a lofty perch and gaze down at the competition with condescending amusement. To put this in context, I'm usually too lazy to walk 2 minutes to the supermarket downstairs to get the ingredients for a proper meal. But the moment I run out of baguettes, I will literally run to the car and narrowly avoid crashing through the bakery's front window (probably because I wouldn't want to hamper baguette production.) This bakery is the reason that I never bake my own bread and probably never will, until the dark day when it closes and I'll be left alone and baguette-less. (And if it closes, it'll be because everyone in this city is a godless philistine.)
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Oct 16, 2012 15:52
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