Breakfast of Champions

One thing I love here is that the gas station has an espresso machine, and I am able to get myself a perfectly acceptable long black (Grosse Kaffe) pretty much anywhere we go.

In addition to our buttercakes, I see a packaged lemon pound cake that I cannot resist. I have many weaknesses, and pound cake is one of them. Carrot cake is another. There are non cake-related weaknesses as well, but they are not relevant here.

We start driving and realize that we don't have knives or forks or anything. Our ingenious solution is to use the cookie to cut a piece of cake, and then make a sandwich (open-faced, as shown (I won't go into the details of my non-existence-of-open-faced-sandwiches theory but I'm using the conventional term here for ease of explanation)) with it.

It turned out to be quite tasty.