The other morning I was making my usual breakfast, poached eggs and a potato pancake. This seems to be the only thing I've tried that gives me enough energy to sustain me till later in the day. If I eat cereal with fruit I'll be hungry in an hour.
I had the potato pancake cooking in a fry pan. The water for the eggs started to boil and I added a little vinegar to the water. I had the egg carton on the stove, and after I cracked my eggs into the boil water I put the carton back in the fridge.
About a half hour later Geri says, "I smell something burning."
She opened the fridge and lo and behold the egg carton was on fire.
Apparently I had placed it too close to the stove burner. Good thing I didn't eat and run. I could have burn the joint down.
Lent is here and although I am not religious in any sense of the word, it's a good excuse to give something up for the next 40 days, and that something will be alcohol. I had two margaritas with dinner last night.
That's it.
Life is what happens in between meals.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
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