The zamboni whirled around the ice sheet making shine. The skaters waited. This is how we begin our Saturday’s these days. The Tim Hortons coffee shop is across the street. She took a bite of her blueberry muffin and explained.
“It’s soft with a crunchy surface; savory yet sweet… it’s really the perfect muffin.“
“You would make a great spokesperson for Tim Hortons. ” I offered.
She nodded and smiled.
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Very nice, i think, i can feel the taste of the muffin 🙂