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The Curse Of The Raw English Muffin

This is my ideal English Muffin. 

I call this "toasted." Joe calls it burnt! He doesn’t toast them—he likes them just lightly heated up. 

Before Joe, a lifetime ago, I lived with Hub—he also liked them just heated up! 

I could never get a properly toasted English Muffin outta either one of them guys! Now I just make my own.

I think a witch cursed me when I was born to only love men who were hostile to nooks and crannies toasted golden brown and caressed with melted butter.∎

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