There’s a fabulous blog called bread coffee chocolate yoga

The writer often has interesting (and delectable things to say)

Anyway, that’s not the news. The news is that I came home from 3 weeks in Wichita to find out that my local, in walking distance, latte selling bread store was closed. I am heartbroken. I went there at least 3 times a week, for a cinnamon roll, a bean paste bread, a chocolate croissant, or a hotdog with Mia.

The girls always smiled when we came in. They always held the door open for my stroller.

I’m crushed.

The nearest breadstore is now not an easily walkable distance away. It requires bicycle riding, which is a whole nother bag of ‘taters.