Roots
Sometimes one needs to get back to one’s roots, to get in touch with those pure unadulterated chthonic forces which, though they may lie dormant and though we may think that our “civilized” ways can keep them wholly in check they none the less at times reawaken as a force to be reckoned with, nay a force to be overwhelmed by, even.
If you are from New Jersey, as I am, there is but one root, one base to which you can always, must always invariably turn:
Heavenly glorious Taylor Ham.
Ah, the ambrosial qualities of fried pork roll, nestled atop sliced cheddar and covered by a fried egg whilst ensconced securely in a fresh lightly buttered kaiser roll truly defy description.
If you’ve ever had it, you know what I mean.
If you haven’t, I pity you and encourage you to find a friend in Jersey who will ship you some.
That is the best breakfast ever!! Must have it tomorrow.
We had it for breakfast over the weekend and then I *had* to make it for dinner the other night, as well. 🙂
Kcruella used to smuggle it into WHOOPS! bring it down to Norf Cacklelackey for us when she’d come for a visit, since the backwoods heathens there ~ porkers though they be ~ didn’t have THAT classic All-American porkroll available for purchase.
As a good Jersey Girl Daughter just wolfs these puppies down.
Oh and she doesn’t pump gas.
My husband’s fav – ALTHOUGH the fried egg must be sunny side so the yolk is drippy.
I usually try for an over-easy, Donna, so you get that drippy yolkiness to provide the tasty juiciness.
Porkroll, American cheese and egg on an English. Proof there is a God.
Mmmmmmmm…….
please send details on this porkroll….I must find a way to procure it down here in Georgia
So is it porkroll or taylor ham? http://isweatbutter.blogspot.com/2009/01/q-whats-cooler-than-song-called-pork.html
I prefer SPAM…
Mike, if you’re from North Jersey you call it Taylor Ham; if you’re from South Jersey you call it Pork Roll.
It’s a jersey thing.
Be warned,that stuff smells awful when cooking. The Taylor Pork Roll that is.
Is that government cheese? ‘Cause I love me some government cheese.
Is that pork thing like goetta (a pork, beef and oat sausage mix)? We ate goetta when I was a kid in Cincinnati. It was good stuff.
Coming from the west coast I am unfamiliar with this. Is this the official breakfast of the June Taylor Dancers….
/out of the loop in Tucson.
Seems like a strange meal for…Ali bin Bingley… I’m confused.
Does a certain person here know that it is National Doughnut Day(via Paco)?
🙂
Oh FINE. You just HAD to mention it.
Now we’ll get 50 WOE IS ME posts from Sis on how she can’t get any Dunkin’ Donuts.
Thanks, Yojimbo. You’re freakin’ aces.
I CAN get Dunkin Donuts and have been able to for some time. As a matter of fact, I posted on it AND JeffS sent me a lovely gift card and I posted on THAT as well. So STFU.
Just shows how much attention you pay to me, you self-absorbed BASTARD.
Where is the love? Such dripping vitriol!
Bing, did that hurt? What a crushing blow.
Did what hurt?
It’s all that booze, Major Dad. Bingley feels no pain.
The smackdown your big sister just laid on you. On another note just what are your cholesterol numbers? You taking Lipitor by the handful or what?
Actually last time I checked my numbers were pretty great: very low bad cholesterol and high good.
I don’t know whose blood they actually tested but they put my name on the report.
“Mr. Bingley, good news your cholesterol numbers are down….but you’re pregnant”
that may explain it.
Also, I was under the impression THS was a sweet lady…wow…remind me not to piss her off 🙂 Maybe I should send her a gift card, Wal-Mart or Target?
also, you better step up to the plate for a better Christmas present this year…
It kinda sounds like an upper class Egg McMuffin.
Maybe I should send her a gift card, Wal-Mart or Target?
I have it on good authority that Sis appreciates Dunkin’ Donuts…..and they have gift cards.
If Mr. Bingley is feeling a wee bit frightened, he might consider a suitable bribe….
Frightened? Of what?
I freely admit that were she to show up on my doorstep she could kick my butt from here to sometime a fortnight hence, but hell, Jeff, what are the odds of that?
That would be like you showing up at my door.
Oh wait…
Two words for elitest snobs who exist wrapped in their own little cocoon like yourself, brother mine.
Silky. Pony.
I haven’t used Breck in years.
You haven’t? Then what did I see in your bathroom?
Taylor Ham, cheese and and egg on a hard roll (“Kaiser Foll” is for non-Jersey types) is simply DA FAROOKIN’ BEST.
Youse Jersey Wannabees got a problem wit dat?
One should always check for typos. Gah!
Jeff, you’ve seen my, er, current hairstyle. What could I possibly use it on?
It really is, Jim.
I may have to make more this weekend.
And find a refrigerated care package for Sis and Wunder.
What could I possibly use it on?
“I have a dream…..”
We have Taylor pork roll with our eggs every so often on Sundays at my parents’. I’ve never put it on a roll, though. (Maybe it’s ’cause I’m on the other side of the river?) My brother probably has; he makes sandwiches out of everything!
DONUtS! DOnUTS! And now I’m reminded that DSK has not flown the coop so major dad better be saving up to buy DONUTS!!! Which we would wash down with Kir Royales…
Ave, BABY! Yes, yes, YES!
We’ll be dancing on the beach here, purple bubbly delight in one hand and fatty sugar BOMB in the other.
Just give me a day’s heads up to put fresh neckerchiefs on the boys…
Woo-Hoooo!!