Mornings are the worst. Personally, I get up wishing for the night to stretch longer, so I can have my quota of sleep. That doesn’t happen, almost always. Next, with this grumpy face I step out and with no good morning wishes exchanged with anyone, grab my glass of lime water. Next comes a cup of hot coffee and after that comes anticipation. For what’s being served for breakfast.
And there’s the second tragedy. Breakfast being the most prioritised meal of the day, it mostly fails to impress me. Perhaps a feature only in my household, or a tragedy of the commons. Either way, if there’s a high end toaster, offering state of the art toasting capabilities, sexy to look at and sexier to operate, complete with a touchscreen – why not bring it home?
This toaster offers a choice even in choices – for the type of bread you’re toasting, how brown you want it to be and whether your bread is fresh from the bakery, frozen from the fridge, or just out there to be reheated. In there, actually. (Michael Scott – “That’s what she said!”)
If none of this matters, the toaster promises even toasting throughout the bread piece. No more burnt edges and raw centres.
Someone gift this to me already!