Breakfast Springs

I followed the warm, nutty smell drifting through the air right up to the toaster on the kitchen counter! Balanced on the edge of a ceramic bread plate sat a thick, golden slice of toasted sourdough with crunchy crust edges. I planted my boots firm, gave the dark rim a gentle tap, and tried breaking off a little warm crumb. It snapped off with a hearty crunch! Haha, nibbling on that crispy bite while leaning against a polished chrome butter knife gave me an instant rush of energy for the morning ahead!