aroma therapy

To me, there are very few aromas that can match that of baking bread...unless of course, that bread dough is slathered in butter, cinnamon, and two kinds of sugar, rolled up, and placed in a pan of gooey caramel!  Such is the case at the zubke house this morning.  In fact, batch number two just went into the oven.  This time, however, there is no caramel...just a decadent cream cheese frosting awaiting their completion!  The first batch went with mi esposa to an early morning meeting.  The second batch will go with us tonight to our bi-monthly duplicate bridge group.  Nothing says I love you like freshly baked goods, shared with abandon.  Of course, that means I wish I could share with you.  Enjoy whatever is to come, and know that you are loved!