Avocado toast had something to do with that. For sure.
Breastfeeding too (still) (sigh), Molly’s granola bars, and lovingly packed family dinner leftovers. Proof croissants and Sidecar doughnuts. Coffee. At some point, Stephan learned how to roast a chicken like a real Frenchman and got way into Japanese yams. But let me tell you about my avocado toast first.