This morning Randall was cutting up part of a baguette and toasting
it. He asked if I wanted any, and I replied just a little. Apparently
he's quite a literal person as I got two little pieces indeed. Guess
which ones are his and which are mine.
I paired my bread slivers with some vanilla skyr and an apple. Then
later in the afternoon I had a structurally sound -- if not somewhat
challenged -- turkey sandwich.
