This all started when I moved into my student dormitory in Weimar, Germany. I have eaten toast for breakfast for as long as I can remember. But when I walked into my new home for a year, there was no electric toaster to be found. What was I to do? The following is a documentation of my at times ridiculous search for alternative methods of toasting bread, featuring various heat-producing objects that were actually in my room.
For each method, I held the source of heat to the bread slice for as long as I could. The efficacy of each was measured with a crunch test, a.k.a. the loudness of my fingernails on the bread surface (you will soon see why I didn't actually eat them).
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