Bakery run.

      Morning, not much time at all.  Let's just jump in where I left you after rain.  The bakery run.  Dreaming of my chocolate danish.  Dressed, hit the door, asked brother in law for his half of bakery run, $6.

"Where are you going to go?  Remember the bakery is on vacation."  he said handing me his share and sitting down. 

     I was crest fallen.  Twice a year my bakery shuts down from Sunday to Monday.  Even they need a vacation.  I had mentioned this to both of them last week and promptly forgot.

     The question was valid.  The only other place close by was a pastry shop. Always wonder how it stays in business. I've gone in there a few times, usually when my place is closed.  The pastry shop has tells me, he has no rolls; no doughnuts; no danishes. Always boggles my mind.

     I know he can't be that busy.  Yes he has other stuff in the store.  But come on.  When the other bakery closes twice a year...wouldn't you just think.  Smart business would almost dictate you try to get new customers.  I was stopped in my tracks.  Clueless where to go.  I could trek all the way to another bakery we liked.  It was on the far side.  The most direct route contained no less than 9 all way stop signs.  The other was longer with plenty of lights.  That's when it happened.

     My brother in law.  He said....He said something sort of intelligent.
"What about the bakery where you guys got my birthday cake?"

     Sheer brilliance, straight run there.  Why not.  I thanked him and departed.  Day wasn't that chilly, but it was damp so I put the heat on full blast in my car.  I was there in about 15 minutes.  My heart sank a little.  The sign had the name and pastry shop underneath it.  Now this is technically my second time here.  A well known place.  But it did say pastry shop.  I trudged on in.

     1 other customer.  I was cheerily greeted and asked if they could help me.  

-terribly sorrry but this must be continued as I'm running out of morning and have to make lunch.

-t.b.c.