RecipeMuncher

  The conditions are perfect for baking today. The weather is cold and there is a light snow falling. The cats are curled up on the blankets in the bedroom, the cell phone is turned off and I have the apartment to myself. I’ve got a steaming cup of lavender tea in my hands and John Coltrane playing on the Zune.  Every thing is peaceful and perfect. That was until I went to my pantry for a bag of rye flour and some golden syrup. I opened the pantry doors to this… I dug around f (...)