At some point you are going to need to impress more than a few friends with some burnt toast. I used to have an old, heavy-gauge chrome-plated toaster with a dial to adjust doneness from 1-5. I took a Sharpie and scribed a 6 at the extreme. The pointer doesn’t actually go there, but it is useful for indicating my intent. It works better than the 5 setting which merely chars the surface. But 6 chars it darn near all the way through, enlarging the pore structure to retain even more melted butter. You gotta be cautious not to overuse that feature because it’ll burn the toaster, as in overheating the thermostat and melting the whispy wires. No more toast for you. Back at the store they were quick to figure out your attempt to exceed the capacity and the clearly worded statement in the ownership contract will be pointed out to you, that glamorous document with the curly-Q decorations making it supremely authentic like a stock certificate from the 1960’s. They replaced my toaster once, but the second and third times I only got a stern look of reproach. The manufacturer has black listed me through my credit card so now all my toaster purchases are cash only.
Categories:
doneness, food,
Form: Prose Poetry
The character is the spirit of enforce
that rises, above all conflicting source.
Through reason, more than bitter after course,
the spirit in its essence, twills remorse.
That anguish in some oneness thee concourse
by thy faith's loyal doneness ~ Holy force.
And that integrity of spoil is common choice,
a staved revere, as in a total voice.
Thy heart, thy nations's coil, does wind endorse
that benefitted summing still consorts
to some agreements fail, to so resort
survival, as a modem ~ not export.
Do pray that waste's affliction not exhort
to sameness ~ as to betterment could court
a newer way, an individual sort
that heightens to its doing, not deport.
Some saving of the will, not future tort
that acclimates consent, but not report.
A freer sense of self, a saving's port,
that recognizing's wealth, its owning fort ~
Identifies with God, and not fame's dwarf!
Categories:
doneness, native american, visionary, integrity,
Form: Rhyme Royal