If toast is what your heart desires,
And you would seek its pleasures,
You would do well to stoke up fires
And lay in doughy treasures.
I would not have thee moan and gnash
thy teeth on air and mutter,
I’d rather see you have a bash
At toast and bread and butter.
Who wrote this? I do not know.
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“If you bring forth what is within you,
what is within you will save you.
If you do not bring forth what is within you,
what you do not bring forth will destroy you.”
– Jesus in Gospel of St Thomas.
Sounds a little threatening. Yikes. Okay, I am bringing forth what is within me, on a platter, with a garnish. Toast perhaps, buttered, and with jam. Homemade.
I never had a piece of toast
Particularly long and wide,
But fell upon the sanded floor,
And always on the buttered side.
James Payn, 1884
The Lunch Encounter 
