As promised at the end of my previous article, the following is how my wife and I finally succumbed to the power of the olfactory sense. The title of this epic tale refers to the 2 phonetic versions of the name, Jesus. Of course, there's only one Divine Jesus, pronounced Geez-us but, google tells me... Continue Reading →
We Knead Your Dough
Where do I start? At the beginning? O.K. It all started in Kansas City in 1987. Just another week-end jaunt down Ward Boulevard with 2 teen-age kids in tow aimlessly wandering the shopping mall(s) to find ways of disposing of our disposable income. Having no idea how that this would be a watershed decision for our future, we stopped at a bakery. Not your... Continue Reading →



