This one time while I was in Boston I used to eat at this hipster cafe called Flour a lot. I was describing breakfast to N one day:
I tell him it was artisan bread with cloumage, aragula and pink peppercorn jam.
And he replies, “So you ate toast”.
This one conversation sums up our entire relationship I think. 
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