I walked into the bakery and talked to the baker’s wife. She had a large white apron on. She pulled her rolling pin from from the pocket and tapped the bread dough lightly. I asked, “Hey! Do you have any new breads.” She said, “No, I do not.
Jonathan
“Apron” was originally “napron” and people would say, “I just got a napron,” and it eventually changed to “an apron”. I don’t own one. But if I did, it’d have something vulgar written on it probably.
Liza
I think about mama in the kitchen with an apron over her dress, making pancakes and hot chocolate on Christmas morning.
I think I’ll buy dad an apron this year.
Anna
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stella
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Anonymous
Something we wear to cook. So we don’t spill pasta sauce all over us. Pasta sauce seems like the apron’s only purpose because I can’t imagine any other food that would be so devastating on one’s clothing. I’m Italian, and that’s something I immediately think of when I think apron.
Nicole
the apron was checkered in red and white, tied in a tight bow around her back. i watched as she kneaded the dough, so rougly yet smoothly, hands and dough moving in sych. a bakers dance.
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the apron was checkered in red and white, tied in a tight bow around her back. i watched as she kneaded the dough, so rougly yet smoothly, hands and dough moving in sych. a bakers dance.
I walked into the bakery and talked to the baker’s wife. She had a large white apron on. She pulled her rolling pin from from the pocket and tapped the bread dough lightly. I asked, “Hey! Do you have any new breads.” She said, “No, I do not.
“Apron” was originally “napron” and people would say, “I just got a napron,” and it eventually changed to “an apron”. I don’t own one. But if I did, it’d have something vulgar written on it probably.
I think about mama in the kitchen with an apron over her dress, making pancakes and hot chocolate on Christmas morning.
I think I’ll buy dad an apron this year.
sex
so my mother walked into a bar
Something we wear to cook. So we don’t spill pasta sauce all over us. Pasta sauce seems like the apron’s only purpose because I can’t imagine any other food that would be so devastating on one’s clothing. I’m Italian, and that’s something I immediately think of when I think apron.
the apron was checkered in red and white, tied in a tight bow around her back. i watched as she kneaded the dough, so rougly yet smoothly, hands and dough moving in sych. a bakers dance.
the apron was checkered in red and white, tied in a tight bow around her back. i watched as she kneaded the dough, so rougly yet smoothly, hands and dough moving in sych. a bakers dance.