So, I decided to go off on a tangent today. Last Sunday my father dug out the old bread making machine to try to make bread. Unfortunately it came out like a brick with the top sort of mutilated and looking like it fallen out of a mixing machine and then just hardened into clumps. The bread itself was awful and he was about to throw it out when I suggested I take it home. I wanted to let it harden and feed it to the birds that frequent my garden. I figured that birds will eat just about anything. Boy was I wrong.
This darn bread lived up to every bad expectation. I put the hardened chunks in the feeder and the birds wouldn't even peck at it. When I sprinkled seed about in the pan they pecked around the bread to get at the seed. Finally the local blue jay stopped by. Now this little fellow is quite the character and he eats almost anything I put out there. He took one peck of that bread and then tossed it aside to get at some other juicy morsel the other birds had left behind.
Ultimately, my dad's bread turned out to be fit for neither man nor bird.
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