I started my bread off with half of the yeast I collected from earlier. "Alrighttt, half a pound. Not bad" I smirked as I mixed the yeast with flour and vodka. The smell was so satisfying, almost the smell of a urinal cooked in a sewer? No matter what the description of the smell is- it's amazing. I can't get enough of this smell. So I decide to mix it in a candle.
I pop the bread mixture into the oven and begin my candle making.
