I got it.
it was toast whose crunch was like a radish – fresh, quick and juicy. it was toast, soft on bread like a Pullman loaf, out of an oven older than anyone I know that’s living.
it was avo toast, creamy like the fruit was planted and raised on the land of farmer who wears overalls because it’s a lifestyle.
it was avo toast with flax seeds coupled like a group of affectionate hippies, sliding off a boat of generous smash, as if this toast was conscious of the power of being not just a cool menu item but a defining one.
go get em tiger
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