Sunday morning breakfast is a ritual that brings
me back to center and reboots my week. It is a practice in focus and multitasking:
bacon must be carefully watched while coffee is ground and measured, bread
cannot be toasted too early, and eggs must be basted evenly. When perfection is
achieved, the napkin is folded and the orange juice is poured. After the last
corner of toast has wiped up the cooled yoke the week can begin anew.
From "To Cure a Werewolf" Copyright Diana Metz
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