Friday Morning

August 5, 2005 - 12:00am -- swingbug

The coffee shop around the corner now sells muffin tops. For one dollar I can have all the best parts of a blueberry muffin and not have to deal with the creepy paper wrapping bit that normally comes around the bottom. At first I was concerned. Do they bake the whole muffin and then just cut off the top part so wasteful people in the land of plenty can have only the good parts? Is there a massive mountain of baked byproducts somewhere back there in the coffeeshop kitchen, of muffin bits that will never be eaten, but slowly rot away while people go hungry everyday all over the world, all because I have the privilege to be neurotic enough to not like paper to touch my food any more than is strictly necessary?

As it turns out, they bake muffin tops in a special shallow muffin pan, so should you ever be standing in front of a display case of lovely muffin tops, don't hesitate. The world is safe from muffin entrails.

It's important to be careful about these things.

It is a ritual around my office to go to the coffee shop on Monday and Friday mornings. Mondays because, well, it's a Monday and you need the coffee to get you through. And Fridays because, well, it's a Friday; let's celebrate with coffee. I'm not a coffee drinker myself. I'm a chai girl. I want a dose of caffeine AND sugar first thing in the morning.

Sadly, my coffee buddies are off on a survey in Redding this week. (How's the weather, my friends? I hear it's going to hit 108 degrees where you are today. So sorry I couldn't make it. Really... Truly...) I considered saving my money and resisting coffee without my friends--the eternal bad influences--to tempt me. Turns out that I'm the bad influence because I peer-pressured myself into the coffee shop by 10:00 a.m. I can be very persuasive.

Now I'm sitting over my steaming cup of chai grumbling about the new upgraded bugs and glitches in my mapping software. Oh sure, the data is there. The computer assures me that it is. It just doesn't feel like showing it to me right now. This is like getting the bottom of the muffin with no top. Not nearly so cool.

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