When he thinks about it, it’s rather a shame that that’s what Peggy has to say, especially considering the bakery in town, but it’s all the more reason to make note of it to make some fresh bread for her later, maybe even show her how in case she ever gets the hankering. Or at least try to. There’s no harm in trying, right?

He tries to ignore the fact that he remembers that advice most strongly from Howard and not from his ma, especially since this is Peggy. Probably wouldn’t go over too well when the implications that came with the knowledge probably would only make Peggy roll her eyes.

The mention of homemaking makes him smile though, not out of mocking but out of amusement. In all honestly, he never pegged Pegs (ha) as the type either, even as much as he knew she was always ready to kick some ass at the drop of a hat. That never mattered much to him though. Homemaking was never really some kind of talent that women needed to develop anyway, in his opinion.

“Y’know, there’s a reason why they say practice is perfect though. I mean, I can’t say I’m anywhere near perfect—decent is probably a better word for what all I can do anyway—but doing it over and over again definitely helps. Bread’s really not that complicated once you get used to it. I’ll show you.”