Bought it from the snack stall that offers bread & sandwiches from the Four Leaves Bakery at Frontier. A light and fluffy delight, I could just polish it off by myself.

Especially so when my meal of beef claypot fails to satisfy my food crave.
God hath not promised skies always blue, flower-strewn pathways all our lives through.
But God hath promised strength for the day, rest for the labor, light for the way...
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