Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Breakfast.

Just made the kids pancakes covered in bananas and syrup, crisp hash browns, bacon at that perfect moment between burned and undercooked, and sunny-side-up eggs with the white part soft and intact, not burned. The fast has not been broken, it has been fucking nuked. And everyone is happy.

1 comment:

dbs said...

I think for many people, when the bacon is pretty perfect, life is pretty perfect.