I had a closed mind towards blueberry muffins for too long. Stealing the blueberry muffin off the cooling rack at work felt like what a man must feel when he has a daughter.
i hadn't had one in so long, and last night my friend said he was eating one, so i woke up this morning and made the blueberry muffins from NYT cooking for my breakfast. i ate one, saved two, then delivered the rest to friends all over downtown. this is so gilmore girls of me
from the grocery store. nothing fancy. pop that shit in the microwave for 15 seconds and it's gourmet. also makes that mamas and the papas song get stuck in my head all morning.
My toaster is having a bad week so she doesn’t have the energy to hold the lever down anymore. Which means I have to stand there pressing it down for three minutes making sure my toast doesn’t burn. I used to take that time for granted, now it’s being robbed of me by my broken toaster. Trying to give her grace.
