The last three years have seen great advances in my culinary talents and abilities. Gone are the days where I burn bagels, where I innocently pull the lid off when cooking rice to stir it around, or forgetting about the boiling water on the stove only to remember when all the water is evaporated and the metal pot bottom is burnt through. While I still do forget about the boiling water on the stove from time to time I figure myself to be somewhat of a culinary chef-in-the-making.

Nevertheless, last week to my dismay I realized that I had only $12 to buy groceries for the next two weeks. Being the elitist that I am you can imagine the disgust I held when I realized I could no longer buy all the vegetables, meat, and cheese necessary to make my culinary masterpieces. Instead, I found my myself in front of the jam, peanut butter, and Cheeze Whiz aisle looking at jam.

For a couple days I ignored the jam and bread that was at the back of my refrigerator shelf. Three days ago I gave in and and reduced myself to such seemingly "petty" food. To my confusion I found myself enjoying the two pieces of jam toast I ate. Memories of my childhood came flashing back to me as I stared at those pieces of toast with jam. So simple, yet so good.

Ever since then I have spent most of my meals eating jam with toast.

Here is to enjoying the simple things in life.
Cheers.

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