A glamour shot of Thursday's loaf, just before slicing, posed on top of a text-based tablecloth.

At the time I wove the cloth (1998?), I was collecting food-related quotations for tablecloths, and this quotation from Act 4, Scene 2 of Romeo & Juliet seemed a natural:
"…tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers…"
Now, rereading the scene, the line seems to me to be faintly scatological. I wouldn't put such a thing beyond Shakespeare, but perhaps I'm being overly suspicious. Any Shakespeare scholars out there?
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Here are a few photos from last night's opening at Clark Patterson Lee, before the guests arrived: