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Henrik Schönemann

@lukito
"In these latter days, a strange custom hath arisen. Bread, once merely a vessel for butter and cheese, is now tormented in the hearth's fire. It emerges transformed, with a crisp exterior and a smoky tang. Some decry this madness, fearing the loss of delicate texture and subtle flavors.
Yet, others, myself included, find charm in this toasted marvel. Its versatility knows no bounds, from sweet preserves to pungent cheeses."
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Henrik Schönemann

@lukito
"Hark! Ye doughty knights and ladies fair,
Lend ear unto this tale, a wondrous affair.
Of bread, the staff of life, a humble thing,
A simple slice, no magic it would bring.

But lo! In these strange times, a curious plight,
The baker's art doth undergo a sudden flight.
The bread, once meek, now suffers cruelest fate,
Within the hearth's fierce fire, it doth await."
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Henrik Schönemann

@lukito
"A golden hue, a crispy, brittle guise,
A smoky tang that doth assault the skies.
Some scoff and sneer, "A barbarous decree!
To scorch the bread, so vile a tragedy!"

They mourn the softness, lost to cruelest flame,
And flavors subtle, vanished without shame.
But others, wise, with palate keen and true,
Deem this new treat a wondrous thing to chew."
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Henrik Schönemann

@lukito
"The crisp gives way to softness, a delightful fray,
While smoky notes enhance the flavors, come what may.
With butter rich, or cheese of pungent bite,
Or honey sweet, a truly wondrous sight.

On mornings chill, a comfort to the soul,
A warming treat, to make the spirits whole.
Yet, heed this warning, lest your joy be marred,
For gluttony, a beast, can leave its mark.
In moderation, then, this treat enjoy,
And savor well, this culinary toy."

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@lukito
"The crisp gives way to softness, a delightful fray,
While smoky notes enhance the flavors, come what may.
With butter rich, or cheese of pungent bite,
Or honey sweet, a truly wondrous sight.

On mornings chill, a comfort to the soul,
A warming treat, to make the spirits whole.
Yet, heed this warning, lest your joy be marred,
For gluttony, a beast, can leave its mark.
In moderation, then, this treat enjoy,
And savor well, this culinary toy."

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