Largely, because it's what you should have before coming to one of their brunches or lunches...
Our journey begins here. You've heard of the Trojan Horse? Now meet the Trojan Chicken...
Inside this distracting blue glass hen lurks the dangers of eggs slathered in cream sauce. The egg whites lie in wait at the bottom, underneath the sauce, primed for their cue as second wave support, armed with pointy, pointy toast spears.
While the egg yolks have been sieved into a platoon of granular egg soldiers, ready to surge forth the moment the chicken's cracked open, and conquer the taste buds. They will fight your digestive juices all the way down.
Breakfast has never been so exciting!
Now-- what if you're a single person, without a smiling face to chat with over the breakfast table? No problem! You can create your own, with this "glamourous" eggs benedict.
Sure, it looks like ol' Benedict there is cross-eyed and suffering from some sort of eye infection. But you're single. And you're not getting any younger. You really shouldn't complain.
In fact, if you weren't so picky in the first place, you wouldn't be spending your life alone, would you? But no, you always have to find some little fault with your dates. It's always "This one has weeping eye sores. That one's a mortician and stinks of formaldehyde. This other one taxidermies chipmunks for fun."
It's always something with you. So just sit here with your new friend Benny and try to find something to talk about. No arguments.
But, if things really don't work out between you two, then maybe you'll enjoy this theme brunch instead. I call it the "Mayo Melee"...
Yes, indeed, from the mayoed egg salad to the halved and stuffed to-mayo-toes, you'll say it's a sure case where cholesterol is more!
Maybe you can even squeeze some mayo into those whipped desserts, what do you think? Imagine the surprise they'll get to find that whipped cream is actually packed with mayonnaisey fun!
Ah, but stand back-- I think this next dish is just about ready to blow...
You'd think the retin A would have cleared that up by now, wouldn't you? But, then, Mary had to keep touching it. And it just got bigger. And redder. And it sprouted cherry clusters.
Eventually, it grew into this-- ring around the rosy, bubonic plague style...
Don't you hate it when you start breaking out in tomato aspic? Because once you see those raised aspic bumps, you know the dripping potato salad is soon to follow.
Well, that about dishes up today's post! But I'm sure you'll want to all run off, make one of these mouth-watering creations and share it with the ones you love...
Or, y'know, family.
And don't forget to knit up a floral bouquet for your centerpiece!
- If you missed last Wednesday's Treasure Box post, full of thrifted goodies, click here.
- If you're wondering what the heck I'm talking abour regarding the yarn bouquet, click here.
And otherwise, I hope to see your smiling faces this Wednesday when I tell you about a very unexpected thrifted find!