Addictingly Yummy


So I was in the Breadboard last Sunday morning enjoying a most satisfyingly scrumptious serving of Magic Mushroom Omelet when I noticed a man in the booth across from me furiously writing in his journal. He seemed familiar to me, and as I thoroughly thought through the thing, I realized he had been at the Breadboard every time I had ever been there. In fact, I had seen him there so often that I wondered if he ate there every day. This guy must be a Breadboard addict, I thought. Pondering what it was that drew him back to the restaurant repeatedly, I took in the Ashland scene and was immediately struck by the cold, colorless canvas of the winter sky outside the window. I picked up my hot coffee in its cheery cherry colored cup, and sipped the smooth brew slowly as I took in the wonderfully warm, welcoming sounds,  appetite-arousing aromas and appealing atmosphere of this colorfully casual café. So inspired, like The Addict I  too started documenting my Breadboard experience on a slightly soiled napkin. Perhaps there may be another journal entry ‘Ode to a Muffin’…by an anonymous Breadboard appassionato… of which there are many…

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