Sunday, October 23, 2011

Breakfast and Rituals

A number of years ago, as I was preparing my applications for admission to a list of universities, I wrote one of my entrance essays, ostensibly, on cereal, the rhythmic and ritualistic procession of this simple and fulfilling act. Cereal became the metaphoric vehicle with which I could explore the importance of new adventure and challenge, yet, the known and comfortable pleasure of certain routines.

Sunday mornings and early afternoons, once late summer dissipates and autumn seeps into the land, I love strolling over to the town farmer's market and indulging in the decadent crumb bun from the bakery tent. It is a violent detriment to my waistline, but is one of those soothing acts of gourmand worship that is near impossible to resist.

Sunday morning coffee soundtrack: Billie Holiday The Legacy 1933 to 1958 Billie Holiday


  1. IS THAT FROM BAKER'S BOUNTY ?!!!! BEST CRUMB CAKE EVER !!!! try the apple crumb cake next time.

  2. That looks good!

  3. That looks so delicious!

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