tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27818112.post3900620131222028022..comments2023-12-31T13:05:27.004-06:00Comments on ROAD SAGE: SMELLS, ODORS, AROMAS AND MEMORIESMargehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15398347951744910818noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27818112.post-20470738008925459822010-04-08T21:38:05.970-05:002010-04-08T21:38:05.970-05:00Fresh baked bread brings me back immediately to wh...Fresh baked bread brings me back immediately to when I was a kid. Every Friday afternoon my mother would make bread so that it would be out of the oven and still warm when we got home from school. The best snack of the entire week was on Friday afternoons - a warm bun with nothing but butter. I would eat several. She had a large green enamel bowl that she used for mixing bread. Never measured anything, just dumped until the level was right in the bowl. Such great memories.Lena . . .https://www.blogger.com/profile/12668036821461012213noreply@blogger.com