Our hotel room is an efficiency, which in some ways is great. The dish selection, however, leaves something to be desired. The bowls are more like deep saucers, making it nearly impossible to eat cereal from them. My Eldest, ever the Operator, solved this problem by fixing cereal in a glass. Her spoon, however, is only millimeters smaller than the diameter of the glass, presenting an entirely different set of challenges.
While I am happy to have normal coffee pot (which keeps my coffee hot no less), the cups were apparently purchased from Barbie’s last yard sale. For one who drinks coffee as though it were an Olympic sport, this is quite an exercise in patience. Needless to say, I decided against cereal for breakfast.
