Friday, July 27, 2012

The Baker Man

An early summer evening on the Central Coast. The sun has been eclipsed by a thick, misty marine layer.  We close the windows against the chill.  Before succumbing to the gloom v decides this is a great time to bake some bread! O happy baker man!  

Now we're cozy.  The ballgame is on the radio.  We're sipping our neighbor's new recipe for limoncello. We'll have a quick supper of bacon and eggs then play a little chess at the kitchen table.  We're in happy anticipation of a visit from a friend from Berlin. She's arriving tomorrow at San Francisco International. We're planning to set out early in order to stop at the beach for a little breakfast picnic which will, of course, include some of v's fresh bread which has rescued what could have been a very gloomy evening.

Domestic bliss!

In bocca al lupo.  m & v


  1. I'm purring with happiness for you both.