
Wine Bread by Thibaut Narme
On a day-off, Papa, after his breakfast, opens the fridge and reaches for a half-empty bottle of wine. Then a half-full pot of flour. I clear the table, as I am to help. By now, I know the drill: Papa turns on the radio, finds himself a glass and pours halfway, humming a tune in unison with his favorite station. I roll out the bread-making … Continue reading Wine Bread by Thibaut Narme