A Tale of Two Challah Tables –Dana

It's not about the bread; it's never about the bread. She tends to chat about the weather and where she's been traveling or where she's heading to. We've spoken about growing vegetables and tending flowers. She is just delightful. When I buy bread, I buy it from her. Sure, I love challah, but I find that I buy a loaf because she's the one selling it. Does this make sense?