Midnight Snack

When we got back to the flat around midnight after picking up my mom at Heathrow, I set out a cold spread of cheese and crackers and other snacks. But what did my mom want? An egg! And she doesn’t even know about this blog! So I willingly obliged.

Toast and Wensleydale with cranberries (so good!):


An amusingly weird bit of yolk:



“Can I have an egg on this?”:



YES!

Guest Egg: Veggie Fishy Poach Supreme!

Or something. I didn’t recognize these pictures, then realized that this couldn’t have been something I ate because of the anchovies. I mean, I’ll eat them, but not by choice. Occasionally I’ll add them to pasta dishes, but really I’d rather go without them. However, this looks quite exciting, and if you like salty, sweaty fishes, I’m sure you’d love this:



It does look really good.



It’s just those fishes...

BLTegg?

How did this never get done before?



Tasty, tasty bacons...


Wait, did it?


Did it?


No! Ha ha! So good!