“He was the toast to her butter.”
“and he wreaked havoc among the buttered toast as he said it.”
“Aunt Clara doesn't take her eyes off her toast. Her delicate jet earrings tremble as her knife scratches at the toast like a cat's paw, buttering every inch. Strange how even the most mundane habits of dislikable people can strike such harsh chords. I even hate the way Aunt butters.”
“I was always a great believer in buttered toast.”
“Being with him was like toast and butter from the very beginning.”
“I want her to melt into me, like butter on toast. I want to absorb her and walk around for the rest of my days with her encased in my skin.I want.”