Shane likes to have Irish brown bread with a cup of tea but whenever I make it he tells me to make it with love.
He swears he can tell.
So this morning when I made him a brand new loaf, I made sure he knew I put lots of love in it. It was the least I could do since he has been so generous in setting up my new studio; purchasing all the furniture and containers AND spending two days building all of it. The studio benefits him as well since all my mess, I mean creative chaos, will be neatly placed in one room.
The brown bread of love:
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