I woke up this morning and realized I had a problem: I had no eggs. I had planned on trying to make Eggs in a Basket for the first time for myself today, as I only have myself to look after in the way of meals today. (Hubby’s not an egg fan and isn’t fond of the smell of them cooking, so I could have experimented today.)
Well, I lie; I had eggs. But they apparently expired last week and I had no idea. Bummer!
Cereal wasn’t sounding too appealing. Neither was toast. Ooh, French Toast–err, wait, that needs eggs. Hm. Pancakes? I have a vegan recipe I could have used, but it just wasn’t what I was craving. Waffles? I wasn’t craving the super sticky sweetness of waffles and syrup this morning.
So I opened the fridge to see what I had: part of an opened package of bacon that needs to be used, a leftover baked potato which needed to be eaten before it went bad, some grated parmesan cheese, some clementines… even my tomato was just starting to turn. Slim pickings. But then I had a revelation. Here’s what I did: Continue reading