In order to appear less like a couple, Kyra and I joined up with our five fellow senior ladies to bask in our last few days/weeks of true caloric freedom, checking off another bucket lister at The Little Village.
The main attraction: BREAD.
And MORE BREAD.
We also had some entrees in there somewhere, but as I told Kyra before heading downto(w)n, it’s hard to remember anything else on the menu because… bread.
This braided decadency of dough, topped with parmesan cheese crumbles and roasted garlic is what a carb-lover’s dreams are made of.
Seriously, Kyra dreamed about it.
Thanks to a great group of senior Tigirls for for a fun evening. I loaf you all.
P.S. Alternative titles for this post consisted of “Bread Babes” and/or “Boobs and Bread.” Take that as you wish.
P.P.S. Everyone should google “bread puns” as soon as humanly possible. HI-larious.
P.P. S. S. Parker.