The other morning I read a story about hipster toast. Yes, hipster toast; one of the latest trends in foodie circles. People are paying US$4/slice (that’s about £2.75) of toast at cafés in San Francisco. One of my favourite, local, independent cafés started offering sourdough toast with jam for about £3 (roughly US$4.50), and as much as I love sourdough toast, I cannot bring myself to order toast in a café. But this story about how hipster toast appears to have started, and spread across the city, and inevitably across the world, is absolutely fascinating to me.
It wasn’t about trying to find some niche trend and get hipster credit for it, but as a way to ground oneself from a lifetime of challenging mental health issues that cost the ‘inventor’ jobs, relationships, a roof over her head, and a lot of hardship in her life. Her small café is her way of creating a network of friends for when she needs help. I relate to her story of needing a network of people to help you out, make you feel safe, but trying not to overwhelm any one of these people. It’s tough!
What do you think of her story and her method of creating that safety net we all need regardless of our mental state? How do you react when someone you know is in crisis?
Toast image from Mo Riza on Flickr.