this is the wind that blows dead cats away, blow

Back from latest adventures/wanderings/encounters back to the kitchen and my beloved bread and butter job that is maison djeribi. Baked some family bread but no cakes in my absence from Knockvicar, luckily there was a survival stash in the freezer. What did we decide here : to be warm and safe this nowon, fromnowon.

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