I made blueberry cornmeal pancakes this morning. Unfortunately I did not beat the egg separately, and thus they did not cook properly. Ah well. They were still delicious.
I french pressed espresso to serve alongside said corncakes, and that came out perfectly.
This simple meal was in memory of simpler times, when all seemed clear and right. Four summers back, long before the hard times, where daydreams lingered and linger still.
La la la.
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