has been lost to me for a year now. It's something I always did when I was sick that gave me comfort. Toast and tea. Or toast and soda. Toast and toast. But toast has been something mythical, dense, hard or icky for a year now. Ever since I found out I had Celiac and had to live gluten free. Something I gladly did because I did feel a lot better in general. But gosh...how I missed buttered toast, bagels etc.
I've found
Udi's through the grapevine. If I could smoosh my lips through the compute...
Published on September 04, 2010 16:08