Food memories

That reminds me of another food memory from my childhood. On occasion when out shopping we’d go to the bakery to choose what cake we wanted for 11’s when we got home. I would always have the same thing. A soft bread roll. And I would get to eat it while we carried on walking round town. Normally heading back to the car at this point. Nan was always a little embarrassed, wondering what people thought when they saw a small child eating a plain bread roll out of a paper bag. I didn’t care, I loved them. Much better than cakes. I do still from time to time eat bread with nothing on it. Unfortunately I do like cake now also.