Warm Bread for a New Life
I STUCK MY FROZEN dinner into the microwave, feeling more than a little sorry for myself. When I opened the cabinet to grab a plate, the bread machine on the bottom shelf only made me feel worse. All that appliance did was remind me of my old life, when I was warm and happy in my spacious kitchen, baking away while my little dog sniffed the comforting aromas.
Baking had always brought me joy back when I was married. I especially loved the fragrant loaves that came
