With all the work and long nights in the office, I couldn't find the time to rush to Costco. And finally, over the Lenten weekend, a window of opportunity to rush to Mang-u Station and sprint across the street, and into the spacious halls of Costco, where the air is deodorized with the freshly-baked pepperoni pizza.
Finally, I descended upon the baked goodies section and claim a whole pack of a dozen muffins that even the 12 apostles would have fought over for.
Lent over. Fasting done with. Muffins on hand (and eventually, in my tummy).