My mom sent home with me this small bread loaf at Easter. The past years, she made a larger bread and placed the colored eggs atop of the bread for our Easter dinners.
She is where I get my love for cooking and baking from. I often tell her that I wish I can cook as well as she does. And my love for entertaining? I got that from my dad. I can talk to just about everyone, and I got that from him, no doubt about it.
Thanks Mom and Dad.
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