Someone opened a bag of anise biscuits on the tram this morning and I was six again, standing on a crate in Mamma's kitchen with flour up to my elbows. Thirty years of smelling bread every day and it still takes one little biscuit to undo me. Eat something today, you hear me.
// POST PUBLISHED · Tue 20 Oct 2026 14:03
@rosa_bakery posted: “Someone opened a bag of anise biscuits on the tram this morning and I was six again, standing on a crate in Mamma's kit…”
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