I'm a baker.

In U.S. bakeries, a baker's dozen is 13, not 12.

Bakers Dozen

Bakers Game

I bought a loaf of bread at the baker's.

The baker's is next door to the butcher's.

My baker's dozen.

I'm in bread myself.

Who's that knocking at my door?

Me! A course on bakers and the loathsome confections.

There are three stories that I think are quite good examples.

Will you go across to the baker's and buy some bread?

I hate flour, I hate bread and I hate bakers, water and complete fruitcake.

The baker is a good man.

You're still working part time at a bakery?

In U.S. bakeries, a baker's dozen is 13, not 12.

There used to be a bake shop on this corner.

He set his son up as a baker.

Oh, dear. Another baker.

Our final baker is nicely potted off.

Mom and pop bakeries were overwhelmed by supermarkets.

Are there apple tarts at the corner bakery?

The baker dropped me off...

The girl who works at the bakery is pretty.

The girl who works at that bakery is cute.

Hey guys!

And this is more or less, a whole meal, handmade, small bakery loaf of bread.

He called at the baker's on the way home.

In fact, it became the largest rehabilitation lender in the country.

And now this lad will go and call information, and we'll wait for him in the bakery, OK?

There's no need for the bakery, no need for information. Here is my planet...

One minute they love bakers and next minute they hate them.

We were right near the market. I could hear the shots.

He means like... pow.

The baker in front of City Hall increased his prices.

I was admitedly lost for a moment, between Charing Cross and Holborn, but I was saved by the Bread shop on Southford Hill.

Give me the scraps that my school friends have turned their noses up at.

The anpan from Kimura is really good.

Bakers smell good when they come home from work.

Okay, most people, not everyone, but most people, and this is, I'm glad to say, what I see across the world, and yet has anyone seen a supermarket or sandwich shop anywhere in the world that serves sandwiches with crusts on it?

It is entirely untethered from all of the other memories floating around in your skull.

After you finish eating, you stay there watching the harbor lights turn on, wearing a smile.

Pan is a monkey that can spread butter on bread.

I know it can't be the mailman, the coal man, the ice man, they've been here today can't be the grocer, the butcher, the baker, they don't knock that way

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