"Well, some people are ill-bread. Loafing about all day..."

[desperance]

This, now? This is the bread of the world. My local artisanal baker whose praises I sing, he may have lost himself a customer, if it's as good in a couple of days' time as it is warm and fresh. The crumb is good; the crust, though? The crust is to die for. Walnut oil, honey and crunch. Om-nom-nom.

Also, now I want to form the dough around spears of rosemary and bake it thataway. Rosemary brochettes...

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[mantichore.livejournal.com]

So, went the day well and buffily?

Just for the record, my friendly neighbourhood mailwoman brought me a copy of your friend Fox' Dragon in chains. I may start on that. Though I'm re-reading Paul Hazel's The Finnbranch, a dour but lovely (so far) Irishy fantasy trilogy with undertones of Norse myths. Maybe before going to bed at night, since Finnbranch hogs up my commuting time.

[desperance.livejournal.com]

Ooh - don't know the Hazel at all. Wonder if it's still available...? *runs to find out*