This was one of the last loaves left at our favorite bakery by 10:30 a.m. (GO EARLY) on the morning of July 4th. It begs these questions: Should a loaf of bread dwarf my child's head? Who eats loaves this big on a regular basis and what do they do with them?
Izzy Eats: The art of raising a gourmand, one bite at a time
Stirring tales of eating, cooking and foraging in my never-ending quest to provide, great-tasting (local and organic whenever possible) EATS for me and my boy(s).
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Posted by Izzy's Mama at 7/05/2008 08:27:00 PM
Labels: bakery, jersey city, local, memoir
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When you have 2 teenagers, you'll understand where that loaf goes before lunchtime!
By the way, a personal question, I'll admit...will there be any more children for Izzy's Mama?
I remember the way my brothers ate as teenagers and Izzy is on his way to matching them. As for the personal question, you'll have to be far less anonymous for that dirt!
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