When the new bakery Inn the Oven opened just across the street from my Weight Watchers meeting place, I knew I’d be calling on some mad self-discipline skills.
I called — but no one answered — so Brian and I headed over after dinner last week. He had “the best ice cream ever” and I enjoyed a generous slice of homemade chocolate cake with thick-cooked chocolate icing like my grandmother used to make. Remember the tiny bit of sugar-crunch you taste when biting into homemade icing? Oh yes, it’s all there. 
While I can’t enjoy a generous slice of chocolate cake (or any of their other delectable desserts) on a regular basis, I can head over any time for lunch, where they serve home-made chicken salad and Build-Your-Own-Sandwiches.
I love supporting locally-owned businesses‚ÄĒespecially those that remind me of my grandmother’s cooking. 
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