Not so much left behind as a crust of black Russian bread.
He needed something soon, or he'd be eating that black bread without the caviar.
Many others sound just as good, but the black bread on some is mediocre.
Once a pilgrim asked her if she sold Russian black bread.
He had brought her more bread, black with seeds, still warm.
The sandwich was made with some sort of black bread, and smelled wonderful.
He had bought black bread, the square kind from the frozen food section.
In one hand he held a small basket containing black bread.
She refused to read anything more and had been sent on her way with a loaf of black bread.
The black bread he'd had for breakfast wanted to come back up.
