I write this to you at an ungodly hour (BEFORE 8AM) from a local Starbucks, as California’s first storm in 100 years has knocked the Internet clean out from my grandmother’s house. (I’ve been staying there this week, I didn’t just go to a Starbucks in, like, SOLIDARITY.)

Anyhow. I’m eating one of those breakfast sandwiches they have here, which are actually pretty terrific, except for the fact that they serve them on English muffins and not biscuits. Breakfast sandwiches are best on biscuits, then English muffins. Let us not speak of breakfast sandwiches on croissants or worse yet, bagels.

Please enjoy your weekend in the best way you know how.