In my class, a different student bakes a mid-morning snack for everyone each Monday–a tradition that my classmates came up with.
This week was my turn, and I made date and nut bread, something my grandmother had taught me to make when I was young. And I baked the dough in my new triskele mold. They turned out great, and everyone seemed to enjoy them. It turned out to be a great way to blend happy childhood memories and my current focus on all things Breton.