#bakery life

[cassandrabakes]

Tis the season!!

[joi-in-the-tardis]

Apparently my young supervisor worried her whole vacation that the dept would fall apart without her. She was very pleasantly relieved when she came in this morning. I told her what a good week we had. She told me that I can go back to baking cookies and pies since the old store manager is gone.

[dysfunctional-nerd-tm]

30 days of productivity

day 13-15

may 13th

worked another double shift 🥲

5.5 hours one location, 5.5 hours at another location :’)

ain’t no way i was gonna do anything else other than sleep

i did manage to read a few chapters of lockwood and co tho (WHY DID YOU CANCEL IT NETFLIX?? WHY DID YOU CANCEL IT??)

may 14th

happy mother’s day :D (bakery was busy af)

8 hour shift at a bakery on mother’s day was BRUTAL (5:30am start no less :’))

went home, slept for like, 4 hours

attended a social event

tried to work on my chem dry lab, ended up watching House MD

may 15th

8 hour shift at the bakery (again)

went home, slept

tried to commit identity fraud for my mother (long story)

worked on my biochem report (the one i did a lab for last week) and finished around 65% of it

watched a few episodes of Criminal Minds :)

[cottondo]

i made sun & moon themed cookies at work today 😗

[aurorarahl]

I used to work for a german bakery here in Canada. The owner had recipes for bread from his great grandfather. It was delicious and i miss it so much! The sourdough mother was at least 30 years old, and it was my job to feed her and make sure all the ingredients were ready for the day.

Handmade sourdough rye is amazing, especially compared to the very light sandwich bread that is most available in North America.

[lizposting]

“thank you bugga” we all chant in unison @buggachat

[life-spire]

[bryonyashaw]

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Lincolnshire Plumbread

[galina]

Late at the 24 hour bagel spot on Brick Lane

[lovestruckpdf]

love is everywhere tbh. it’s there in the home cooked meals you got from back home a million miles from wherever you are tucked away in the fridge that you heat up whenever cooking from scratch feels like too much. it’s there in the fresh laundry by the dinner table that your past self did because they knew friday nights would be as exhausting as thursday afternoons. it’s in the faint music three blocks down at the local restaurant where you know it’s another birthday party and that there are people happy someone was born and someone is happy to be born out of love and loved still. everywhere there is love and love is everywhere etc etc.

[potatomoonjuice]

Marvel will literally put a guy on top of another guy, chest on chest, and swear on their life they're not gay. BFFR

EDIT: 1 year later

like COME ONNNNN. How long will they keep doing this and still get away with it😭 This entire movie was gay.

[joi-in-the-tardis]

I can not possibly explain the difference in the mood in the store in just two weeks. I, myself, was late getting back to my department from my first break yesterday because I was having a pleasant conversation with the store manager. In fact, I initiated said pleasant conversation when he popped his head in the breakroom to say good morning.

I heard him have a conversation with a co-worker where, instead of demanding two things get done, he used logic to realize that while one was supposed to be done by 9am, it couldn't be done until the other thing got done... so that thing was the priority.

I looked at Wifey yesterday and asked her if we were really rocking it the last two weeks or if it was just that the store manager wasn't constantly showing up to catastrophize trivial things to make us crazy.

My department head was able to completely clean out and organize our supplies in the back hall because she wasn't buried under cookies and pies (you know, since I resumed doing that once the old manager left). Those tables, btw, have not been empty in two weeks.

Honestly, I forgot what it was like to not be stressed to death at work all the time. I forgot what it felt like to work in a store that actually functions. In two and a half years, I forgot what it was like to have a store manager I didn't actively avoid at all costs.

Honestly, I think even my department head is seeing a side of me she's never seen.

[nikswonderland]

[literatureaesthetic]

18th april '24 — london

this was such a special trip for me. my first time travelling entirely on my own, discovering and falling in love with a city. i've been to london a few times growing up, but i've never had the chance to really explore and live in it until now. forever an experience i'll cherish <3

[becca-e-barnes]

Honestly, it might not be everyone's thing but the thought of sweet, domestic free use makes me purr 😵‍💫

Just the thought of baking in the kitchen with some quiet music playing that you can't really hear when the mixer is running. Wearing a cute little dress with an apron on top, knowing that your husband has been enjoying the way the hem flutters just above your knees.

Bucky's always been full of compliments but never more so that when you're making him his favourite sweet treats. He appreciates you. All of you.

"Such a good little wife for me." He's been sitting at the kitchen table, waiting for your mixer to finish incorporating the dry ingredients into your chocolate brownie batter.

With your back to him, he can't see the smile that tugs at the corners of your lips. He can't see the joy you feel at being able to show him how much you love him.

"You're so gorgeous, do you know that?" He's already crossed the space between you, standing behind you and trailing his lips up your neck.

His hands feel huge on your waist and you feel how desperate you are to melt against his broader frame. You're safe and loved and appreciated and it makes you want all of him.

"I think you'll like the panties I'm wearing." You whisper, trying not to look at him as the kisses to your neck pause.

One hand slips from your waist, under the hem of your dress, trailing up the outside of your thighs.

He doesn't know whether to expect lace or cotton or silk or something else entirely but his breath catches in his throat when he finds nothing. No fabric at all. Just more soft, warm skin.

"Fuck sweetheart, you've been at home all day with no panties on?" The hand disappears and you hear your husband undo his belt buckle.

"No, I took them off before you got back." Somehow he likes that answer more. They came off just for him.

"You must've been hoping I'd take care of you." He gives his stiffening cock a few strokes before pulling your dress up and bending you over slightly.

His tip has no trouble slipping inside you, followed quickly by the rest of his length. You're almost embarrassingly wet just from knowing that he was looking at you.

"Just you keep doing what you're doing. Don't let me distract you." He groans as he thrusts into you, enjoying the tight, wet heat of your body and the way you try to turn your attention back to your mixing bowl.

[ratatatastic]

vanha kauppahalli date but the dessert edition aka the more enjoyable edition if not because sasha has a sweet tooth so we can like these foods freely

sasha in the midst of eating merengue and almost choking to death because he thinks any comment out of maffhews mouth is funny maffhew sweetheart we have to think about the effect we have on the people around us for a single second here