Supper Snaps: Breakfast

I'm feeling better, I don't think this bug is going to grab hold too tight. But what I don't feel like is cooking, so I turned to my standby: breakfast for dinner. Bacon, egg, toast, tea. Sadly, I broke the yolk and oooooh, that rhymes... Fried Egg Rap Yo Folks, I choked And poked My... Continue Reading →

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Morning, Toast

Bacon sizzles, almost crispy Eggs are poaching, whites still wispy Pancakes, edges golden brown Maple syrup running down Gently burbling coffee pot Come and get it, piping hot At the table, reach for cream When bubble bursts. It’s been a dream. No breakfast, I am still in bed The morning feast just in my head... Continue Reading →

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