Before you begin make two hard-boiled eggs.
Then take a small handful of cherry tomatoes, some thin-sliced white American cheese, some low-fat mayo, a sweet onion, and, most importantly... wait for it, wait for it...truffle salt.
If you do not have truffle salt, you can use regular salt, but, why would anyone ever want to live like that? Truffle salt makes everything(with the possible exception of ice cream) a skosh better. And the name:shout it: TRUFFLE SALT!, whisper it: truffle salt. Either way, it sounds delightful, almost like a lullaby. You can get it on line, or at Williams-Sonoma. It's pricey, but you only need a wee bit to impart loads of flava.
Thought for the day: Sometimes it is hard to accept mistakes. Like the other day, I accidentally sprinkled Agnes, my camera, with the hose (long story.) Aaargh. My Precious, drippy. I got her into triage stat, and I think she's fine, but I was panicked. I don't historically do well with making mistakes, though I am learning how to change my thinking, how to keep on rolling through the good and the bad. I'm reading a book called The Chemistry of Calm, which offers some interesting insights on this subject.
Thanks for reading. You are a gem. You were fearfully and wonderfully made. Remember that. Even if you make a mistake, you will still be just as wonderful, and the world will keep spinning along.
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