irish soda bread

Shortly after our break up, I found myself in the middle of a Crate & Barrel crying hysterically. The breakdown was prompted by a taco rack. It was the kind of thing I would have purchased to make Mark a big, extravagant meal. I thought I no longer had someone to cook and bake for. My will to live (and cook, and subsequently shop) was gone. Since the fall I was planning a delicious St Patrick's