Image Description: A freshly baked loaf of sourdough bread, cut in half, on a beige color plate on a kitchen counter.
My friend L seems to have telepathic knowledge of my food cravings. He and his family are the ones who delivered homemade cookies and cream ice cream to my doorstep on Easter Sunday without any knowledge that I was specifically missing out on that exact treat. I was looking forward to it so much, but my grocery delivery was canceled that very day.
Yesterday morning, I said to myself, “I really wish I had some sourdough bread.” I thought about how delicious that sounded, and I imagined having some with butter or olive oil and spices. “I wonder how I can order some?” I wondered with curiosity.
Then in the afternoon, L sent me a message and said, “I’m baking two sourdough loaves today. Would you like one of them?”
How does he know?
You know, it’s pretty special to have unique skills for telepathic snack summoning. Move over ESP. I have TSS.
The real truth, of course, is it’s pretty special to have such wonderful friends — SWF — especially in a difficult time like this.
Thanks L and Fam.
Smuggling Grace 