My parents gave me an electric kettle for Christmas. The kettle needed a place to live, so I set it up on a tray, along with assorted beverages and snacks, on a corner of the desk in my office. Now, though the pandemic may keep me from going out to eat, at least there’s this great snack bar that I can go to any time I want. It’s always open, never crowded, and has exactly the kinds of drinks and treats that I like.
