Delicious French Bread!
When we were kids, we would often sneak into the kitchen and stick our fingers in my mom's homemade bread while it was rising on the counter... I'm not sure if its cuz we liked how it felt, or if we liked to eat the dough, or if we were just really curious. But, now I know how she felt when she came in and found little finger prints in her beautiful bread she had worked so hard on. At least Jack was nice enough to wait until after it was baked!
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