Speaking of juices, is there any competition between the hotels to have the most diluted orange juice?
And rock hard miniature pancakes to have with your cranberry juice
And then your toast catches fire because someone changed the settings.
First pass warm bread comes out, second pass you get cremated bread
Fantastic for warming pastries….. **try it some time!**
Pro-tip: pop the little wrapped pat of rock-solid cold butter on the top of the toaster, over the controls where it’s not TOO hot, then by the time the toast has gone through (twice), it spreadable…
And just as you are about to pick up your two carefully curated slices of toast, some foreigner with no knowledge of queuing etiquette swoops in and not even a quiet tut saves the day.
Hate those toasters many a hangover I’ve stood in front of one of those struggling with time passing oh so slowly
I can hear the little clatter of disappointment.
Oh here’s the first one.
The second one should be soon.
Ah here it is.
Toast the Haiku.
Just want I want for a breakfast a load of watermelon that has been clingfilmed in the fridge overnight and some slices of cheap ham and edam cheese
Is the ‘world’s smallest glass’ the existential dread of waiting for that last slice to toast? Because I feel that on a spiritual level
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Speaking of juices, is there any competition between the hotels to have the most diluted orange juice?
And rock hard miniature pancakes to have with your cranberry juice
And then your toast catches fire because someone changed the settings.
First pass warm bread comes out, second pass you get cremated bread
Fantastic for warming pastries….. **try it some time!**
Pro-tip: pop the little wrapped pat of rock-solid cold butter on the top of the toaster, over the controls where it’s not TOO hot, then by the time the toast has gone through (twice), it spreadable…
And just as you are about to pick up your two carefully curated slices of toast, some foreigner with no knowledge of queuing etiquette swoops in and not even a quiet tut saves the day.
Hate those toasters many a hangover I’ve stood in front of one of those struggling with time passing oh so slowly
I can hear the little clatter of disappointment.
Oh here’s the first one.
The second one should be soon.
Ah here it is.
Toast the Haiku.
Just want I want for a breakfast a load of watermelon that has been clingfilmed in the fridge overnight and some slices of cheap ham and edam cheese
Is the ‘world’s smallest glass’ the existential dread of waiting for that last slice to toast? Because I feel that on a spiritual level
I usually go with granola and yogurt
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