I smell home made bread baking!

So I run upstairs to the kitchen and see my wife taking out 3 loaves of freshly baked bread from the oven.  "Get away, you can't have any of these", she screams. "But it smells sooooo gooood!, can't I have just an end piece from one of the loaves?"  "NO, these are for the kids, you don't get any!, go away!"  I turned and walked away like a punished dog with it's tail between it's legs.  I wondered what I did wrong to get such treatment.  "But Honey, I love you!", I bantered.  She heard me and said, "That won't help, but, I'll make you a loaf when I return from seeing the kids!"   UHG, now I'll have to wait several days before she returns!  Oh well, on a positive note, I'll have the house to myself for several days while she's gone!

I love home made bread, it's one of my downfalls. I could eat it right off the rack without slicing!

"Who will help me eat my bread?" said the Little Red Hen. It's a skill--learn it. Gain 60 pounds. You can do it. You're welcome.

~  Your pal, Rick

I feel for you Conrad and also share your pain. My wife's a legend at cooking chocolate brownies and like you I'm bottom of the food chain. Even our rather rotund cat fairs better than me.