Setting aside whether it was a coincidence that Anfa, that rather mysterious Elf, had appeared in Twin Tree Town, there was nothing strange about Mr. Silverfang being in Twin Tree Town.
"Here, a local specialty—Double-Tree Bread. It only has its true flavor when eaten hot right here."
Mr. Silverfang looked much younger lately. Apart from his white hair, the face that had once borne a few wrinkles and spots had become smoother and more relaxed.
Looking at Ian, his entire being radiated the kindly warmth of someone regarding a younger generation. He gently invited the boy to sit, personally bringing over a plate of bread. "I had planned to have dinner here, read a book and the papers, but I didn't expect to run into you—if you don't mind the simple fare, have a little first to fill your stomach."
"Uh, I really haven't eaten..."
Ian was not particularly good at dealing with people who sincerely treated him well. Sitting in his chair, he glanced at the Double-Tree Bread before him, then smiled as well. "Then I'll thank you first."
Double-Tree Bread was actually quite simple to make. It looked like a doughnut, only a full size larger. Its crisp golden crust gave off a rich fragrance, while inside was a soft, tender ball of dough with a texture almost like glutinous rice filling. At its very center lay all manner of fillings.
There were sweet honey sauces and fruit fillings, some sweet and tart, as well as savory meat fillings—every bakery had its own secret craft, each different, each with its own devotees.
Baked Double-Tree Bread could be stored for quite a long time, but it was best eaten on the spot. That way, the sweet sauce and dough inside would not congeal, preserving that filled-bread texture.
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