Baking Early in the Morning.....

There might not be anything better in life than the smell of a bakery early in the morning. I use to come into our cafe around 6:30 AM to get everything ready to open up and the smells that drifted out the door into the parking lot was pure heaven on earth. Clint had been baking since 2:30 AM and as I entered through the back door of the kitchen, there would be racks of fresh bread, chicken stock boiling for the soup, homemade cinnamon rolls hot out of the oven as well as scones, quiches, pain au chocolates, pain au jambons and much more. This was all done from scratch that very morning by Clint's hands alone. I remember thinking it was almost miraculous that one person could have produced such amazing food to sale that very day for he & I and our little dream to survive. And that is what we did.....barely survive.

This picture was taken early in the morning as the sun came through the back door. Hard times but sweet memories....