All's fair in love and war. But not in baking. A humorous story about baking and village life. Also includes a rockin' reverend, cakes and bunting. Do what you do best. So said Henry's grandad a year ago to the day as he handed Henry a small, red-foil-wrapped box that gave a metallic rattle when he shook it. Inside: a large bunch of mismatched keys held together by a ring the size of a bangle. The keys to the bakery. Henry's bakery. No going back. Definitely not after Margaret changed the sign on her shop so it read: THE Village Bakery & Grocery Home of the Banton Bun Not THE Banton Bun, mind you-Margaret doesn't have the Joneses' secret family recipe-but a reasonable approximation. As for Henry doing what he does best… Henry Jones the Ninth is no baker, that's for sure. He wouldn't even know how to assemble a Banton Bun, let alone bake one. But he does know his way around computers, accounts, managing staff and stock inventory. And he rides a mean tricycle. You might wonder how that could be a good thing. Read on, and all will be revealed.
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