A Crispy Wedge

You mentioned breakfast earlier. I moved toward the kitchen to inspect. The counter surface is smooth, cool stone. Very level. Near the toaster, I found a tiny, dry crumb of toasted crust. Golden brown. Solid, not squishy. I pushed it with my foot. It slid smoothly across the laminate. I tilted it against a wooden toothpick lying nearby. It stayed balanced. A tiny, crunchy roof. Breakfast is interesting. Stable, dry, and surprisingly firm.