For daughter there is nothing greater than being on a farm, hanging around the farmer and petting the animals. She wants us to move to a farm. And no matter how often I tell her that in a city there are museums, theaters and the zoo right around the corner she insists that living on a farm would be so much better.
So for the first day of her summer vacation I took her and a friend to a farm where I had signed them up for a bread baking class.
During the class they harvested grain, ground it, made bread dough out of it and baked it.
I am sure these are the freshest rolls they will ever eat.
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