It’s Yom Kippur, and I have the day off. I took a shower, threw away our toaster (it was covered in water from a leaking sink and shuddered when I turned it on) and used the oven instead. I realized it was 10:46am and the cause of my ennui might be lack of coffee, so I made some espresso in an old-fashioned stovetop espresso maker. I put Horizon organic salted butter on one slice, Nutella on...
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