Toast

Tonight while watching No End in Sight I had the craving for some tea and toast made with a dense multi-grain bread I'd never had before. When I used the bread to make lunch for H earlier I thought, "This is going to make the best toast ever."

I paused the movie and went to the kitchen. I toasted the bread and laid three thick pats of butter on top (I like my butter partially melted, but still visible in its creamy form). Then I spooned the freshest tasting cherry jam on top. It looked good. Next to the toast I placed a ceramic saucer which would hold my tea bag.

Since my tea was still steeping, I decided to prep for breakfast. This may sound nerdy, but I'm telling you that making pre-coffee breakfast while a child is screaming for food is disorienting. It's nice to have things laid out in advance.

Anyway, when I reached up in the cupboard for the kids' melamine plates, the plates slipped and fell onto the saucer, shattering it into pieces. Something about the way the plates fell made the saucer shards fly up and land on my toast, sprinkling it like powdered sugar. It was toast.

So I tossed the shrapnel'd toast and made a new one. It was indeed the best toast I have EVER had. Later I made another slice and called it a night.