Breakfast With Irene

Buttery scrambled eggs with lots of bacon.

Yum.

Hooray for gas stoves.

7 Responses to “Breakfast With Irene”

1. Suzette says:

   September 8, 2011 at 7:32 am

   The rain, Bingley – it’s wearing me down.

2. Mr. Bingley says:

   September 8, 2011 at 7:35 am

   It just doesn’t stop, does it dear?

   Both Lowe’s and Home Depot are sold out of gopher wood…and all these animals are starting to show up in pairs at my doorstep. Very curious.

3. Yojimbo says:

   September 8, 2011 at 3:16 pm

   Maybe they like the smell of….bacon.

4. Bill N says:

   September 8, 2011 at 7:09 pm

   The blueprints for my new boat are measured in cubits.

   What the hell is a cubit?

5. JeffS says:

   September 8, 2011 at 8:23 pm

   No Claude photos? Jeez! I’ll bet you starved the poor creature all the while Irene was dancing.

6. Winston Smith says:

   September 10, 2011 at 7:14 pm

   Why are your scrambled eggs white, Mr Bingley? Is that like your white cheese thing – something cultural?

7. Mr. Bingley says:

   September 10, 2011 at 7:17 pm

   I think the rather poor light makes them look whiter than they are, Winston. They are (well, were, actually) the proper shade of yellow. Well, strike that, come to think of it they were a shade whiter than usual, as I splashed in some milk when I mixed them up!