The Muffins

Back in the states, many, many years ago, Chuck and I got into the habit of breakfasting on English muffins and poached eggs.
Keeping it up living in Mexico was a bit difficult as that type of muffin was not readily available.
So Chuck decided to make them himself and this he did to the very end.
Now I do it.
Not that I have to do it, but every time I make a new batch of English muffins, I think of Chuck doing this for so many years.
That is a nice way to remember your best friend and partner.