EDM # 84 Draw some bread and write about it. The bread crust has always been a special treat in our family. The walk back from the shop as a child, small holes picked into the end where it was thought no one would notice, fresh bread made me a criminal. Then for years when I made my own bread - the first slice was for the cutter. If it was just a family lunch the tops of the bread were cut off so we shared all available crusts. Nothing to do with being a martyr but reverse psychology may have been used somewhere in my family history.