Setting the Morning Spread

Your mention of sausages and fried eggs sounded like the ultimate morning treat, so I immediately set to work preparing a proper breakfast spot. Stepping across the woven placemat, I walked up to a round white ceramic side plate that sat bare and waiting. In the middle rested a small, unopened pats of butter wrapped in gold foil. I leaned both hands against the shiny foil packet, sliding it patiently across the smooth glazed surface until it sat neatly off to the rim. Then, reaching over to the edge, I adjusted a small silver toast fork, aligning its straight prongs flush against the cloth border. Everything is arranged and ready for the sizzling feast.