Last year, I spent a few days looking for the meaning of life, the universe and everything in my morning whole-wheat toast. Last night I discovered that someone’s one-upped me, manufacturing the means to a daily miracle: Press it into your bread before toasting, and
Will coffee and dandelions swap places again, with dandelions overtaking the Starbucks brew in popularity? Maybe, if Americans learn to drink down the bitter root and fend for themselves.
I’m inclined to add a subtitle to this post: “…and why shouldn’t we all just go ahead and do it anyway?” In my ideal world, we Americans wouldn’t need a Dear Leader to tell us what we ought to do to better our own lives;