The Bread of Life rises again

How baking bread beckons me to slow down

Welcome to my table, sweet friend! I send out this weekly Glorygram as an invitation for you to pull up a chair and linger with me at the table. I’m serving up a slice of my Grandma Sara’s Easter bread slathered with butter and strawberry jam. She used to make us little personal braided loaves for Easter each year. Join me for a feast on the glory of Go…