I just made the most perfect fried egg in the history of eggs over easy. I mean, this egg was perfect. It was round, it was just slightly browned but not burned, the white was solid and the yolk was just runny enough. It looked perfect. It smelled perfect. It was perfect.
This feat is made all the more impressive by the fact that I have never attempted to make a fried egg before today. Breakfast is the domain of my dad, and I tried not to step on his territorial toes before. But I've long since moved out of my parents' house and two hours is too far for him to drive to make me breakfast, so I figured I should attempt it on my own.
I'm so proud of myself. I might have one tomorrow, too.
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5 comments:
Eggcellent!
Hehe, sorry couldn't resist!
Having lived with you for such a long time...
I am veeeeeeery impressed! Good job!
you are an absolute dork!
I freaking love the title of this post. :)
that egg made you more excited than, say, Star Wars or House.
it's a big deal. ;)
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