I don’t like to eat the end pieces of a loaf of bread. I have passed that distain down to my son. I call them, the end pieces, “Butts.” When Sean and I lived in both of our apartments, we would bring the, “Butts” over to my parents’ house because we refused to eat, “Butt sandwiches.” My Mom always told me that it was still bread so it doesn’t matter that it was the end pieces. I still gave her the, “Butts!”
I haven’t eaten bread for a long time now so I had stopped sending the, “Butt” pieces over to her. Now that it is so cold, my Mom brings hot cereal over to make and I will have toast with either my Cream of Wheat or Coco Wheats. It has been so cold that sticking to, “no carbs” doesn’t really have a place for me right now!
My Mom brought over more Cream of Wheat today so that is what I ate for breakfast. Today, she told me how to make it. For my entire life, I never knew how to make it! I sat in my kitchen with my mug and stared out the window as it started to snow. I started to eat my cereal and my Mom handed me a piece of toast.
I have always eaten Cream of Wheat or Coco Wheats with toast, that’s probably why I never made it myself. I finished up my piece of toast and still had cereal left over to eat. I asked my Mom for another slice of toast.
She asked me, “Butt or bun?” I started to laugh and she told me that there was only one more, “Butt” piece of bread so I could eat that or I would have to eat a toasted 1/2 of a hamburger bun. I started to laugh! At least she called the, “Butt” what it really was!
I continued to laugh because my Mom called it a, “Butt.” After I was done laughing, I chose the 1/2 of a hamburger bun because I STILL don’t like to eat the end pieces of a loaf of bread!