Some days I feel more motivated.

Other days, we have stuff on toast.
I might just prefer sliced hard-boiled eggs paved on mayonnaise over egg salad. Sometimes the parts are greater than the sum.
And I don’t know if it’s because the tomatoes were not as good this year, but I might even prefer the hard-boiled egg sandwich to the tomato sandwich.
Colder days are nearly upon us.






Those artichokes look really really good.
That’s because they’re from a jar I carried home from Italy two years ago. Volpetti! They tasted really really good too.
IMO, stuff on toast is very nearly as good as a gourmet meal. Maybe partially because it’s homey and stressless.
Especially if it’s cheese toast.