GIVE US THIS DAY OUR daily bread
“My entire childhood is wrapped in a freshly baked loaf of bread covered with a white muslin cloth.”
very day after school I presented myself at Aunt Spaas’ blue kitchen door, knocked, greeted nicely and went to sit on the chair next to the Dover in the small kitchen. She would stand at the table, one leg resting on a chair, while ironing the linen she had just
