The smallest teaspoon I have is from an old set of silverware. Somehow, it's one of a few pieces still in possession. How do such things disappear? Wherever they are, I hope they're happy. That spoon has the distinction of fitting into my Cafe Bustelo can. The can has been refilled with other coffees, but I keep it because of its part in my morning ritu…
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