The Most Californian Minor Tragedy Ever

This morning, getting ready to go to work, I had made some toast and a cup of coffee, then realized I was running a little late. I put the toast on a plate, then headed for the car, figuring I’d eat it on the 15 minute drive.

At the car, fiddling with my keys, I dropped a piece of toast. A piece of homemade whole wheat sourdough topped with slices of perfectly ripe avocado. A nice, dense, chewy slice of homemade whole wheat sourdough, nicely toasted, with a spot of butter, and just the best, creamy avocado on top.

Yes, I dropped my avocado toast. Tragic.

I suppose it could have been a slightly greater minor tragedy if I’d had a bit of brie or, better, sharp coastal cheddar, under the avocado. Even so, it hardly gets any more Californian and minorly tragic than this.

Pictured: a recreation of the victim, except, this time, I did add a little bit of sharp coastal cheddar. It was good.

Author: Joseph Moore

Enough with the smarty-pants Dante quote. Just some opinionated blogger dude.

5 thoughts on “The Most Californian Minor Tragedy Ever”

    1. The driveway was pretty dirty. So I picked up the avocado pieces, brought them back inside, rinsed them off, threw them back on the toast, and – extended five second rule.

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