Interesting. I am allergic to legumes, all of them. But your bread looks tasty. I bought some marked down rye yesterday. I could smell it thru the plastic wrapping. something tells me that rye is gonna make me stink too.

My past few days have been terribly difficult. I'm on the back side of plantar factitious...fasciitis, whatever, it fucking hurts but I've managed to fake being alright. So all is well with a pair of Crocks. Which I hate wearing shoes in my house. I've been barefoot in my house my entire life. ugh. Plus my best friends daughter was killed in a senseless car wreck, and all her pain has boiled up my old pain from losing my husband 6 years ago. What a mental mess I've been. But, I'm staying focused and not blaming anyone, even though I need to compensate for a terrible bouquet of flowers sent yesterday..I can only compensate so much for other people, then I too take care of things to make them right if they are a reflection of someone dear. So, the food and wine has been flowing for a few days, catered meals, which I'll take a bite socialize with grief as much as possible and then excuse myself. I don't want to leave a bad mark anywhere. But at least my feet are still functioning, otherwise I'd need a jet pack to leave their grieving spot faster. More food today for tonights incoming for the services tomorrow. I'll get to sit back and hear the same stories another 10 times with open heart, broken heart. RS has run away since I've said cruel honest things during this massive burial event. Ugh, how could anyone make sense of this?