For the last two years or so on Saturday mornings, I have gotten in my car and driven about 17 miles to a bakery in Comer, GA.
The bakery in question is in fact little. It is only open these days on Saturday mornings from 8-12; because I like to time my driving with when my NPR affiliate airs “Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me,” I order ahead so that I need not…
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