I hate when this happens.
Don’t we suffer enough in this cold, cruel world? You butter, you pour some coffee or milk, – whatever floats your morning boat – and by the time you sit down, all you have is two pieces of bread with no surface butter! There are supposed to be rivers of buttery goodness covering that bread, gosh darn it!
Can you tell I have a terrible headache today? Hey, that’s another terrible thing!
I’m on a roll…