From https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2690635144567466970&postID=7406108276603914328

"I am a brea d lover and mother of 4 daughters. when my kids were big enough to sit on a stool and stir, we began making my mother's beloved Irish bread. It was a simple and powerful way to pass the afternoon and to pass along a family tradition at the same time. Our girls loved it so much that they wanted to bake more and more, and prolong the session by decorating the bread with art and notes of "happy good wishes." Of course we couldn't eat all the bread, so we began spreading the loaves, decorating the wheelbarrow as a "breadmobile" and delivering the loaves to neighbors in the area. as i'm sure you can appreciate, they loved the gift of the bread and that love and appreciation just kept our bread project growing, or "rising."a couple of years past and bread became our currency–we began spreading it to local nursing homes, shelters and the friends, family and strangers…then september 11th happened and the bread called us, once again, into the warmth of our kitchen…and our community followed. people began to bake bread–any kind of bread–and while the bread was baking they had a conversation about our world–when the bread was ready, it was wrapped with love and then tied with notes of "happy good wishes" to honor our heroes and help those in need. spread the bread was born.one loaf of bread spread became hundreds and then thousands and then millions–because of the love of others for others, spread the bread has become international–and yet still very grassroots. [...] karen kiefer www.spreadthebread.org"

We make bread every friday, but we don't usually spread it… I think we will follow Karen's example now. Thank you for giving us inspiration!