and watch out for heels of bread.. wouldn't want to eat them either would you?

(in our house, the heel, especially the heel of a bakery rye bread, was a treat) bakery food was a treat, and the best bakery was 2 blocks away--uphill, so who every had the task of running to the bakery was always rewarded with the heel--it could be eaten on the leasurely downhill walk home.
--if you waited till you got home, someone else might eat it when you weren't looking!
we called the heels 'bread cookies' (my son still enjoys twice baked bread in its various forms (biscotti, zwibach, rusks, etc) i like only rye bread heels and biscotti.

my other obsession