Did you use to have a butter dish? Me too. Those were good days. Ours was made of high-grade Chinese plastic with a lid that created a snug little cradle and all you had to do is rest the rectangular stick of butter on the base and you were ready for any buttery adventure that walked across your kitchen. There was no hard butter like they have in Romania just soft American butter. A piece of cinnamon toast? Yer ready with the nice butter nest you kept in the pantry. A baked potato, a frozen waffle, a peanut butter & butter sandwich on
Wonder Bread, a chunk of instantly-spreadable butter on a delectable muffin? The butter dish always comes through. Life was just better before eaters had to rely on soft, ghetto margarine.
That Strange Cold Space.
