There's a charming and charismatic Bread Man at our local farmers' market whose stall was our first stop every Saturday. Besides selling a wide variety of delicious bread, he'd also always offer a smile and treats for our kids. "Your daughters are beautiful," he'd say as he handed us some complimentary sweet rolls and sometimes a few toys. We reciprocated with our loyalty, and one day my husband wanted to give him a small gift.


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