This morning I woke up early and made some bread, planning on having a nice breakfast. I took the bread from the oven and set it to cool. In the meantime, I ran a quick errand down to the hardware store.
I returned home, ready to tuck in and what did I find? Dad had stopped by my house in the meantime and absconded with my loaf of bread (thinking it was his)!* Thwarted!
*his was actually a rye and wheat loaf that was still rising.