all day today i supposed that i would cook for dinner but could not settle on a dish. nothing called me from my ‘wish’ list, or my quick list, or even from the ingredients in the refrigerator except the presence of eggs, milk, fresh cheese, cremini mushrooms and proscuitto all teamed up with the epiphany that i had half a loaf of bread in the fridge to make an egg sandwich.
i had planned to have some of the sweet potato fries from the stash in the freezer, but they burned in the oven.
so i just had my sandwich: mozz, turkey and mushrooms scrambled with eggs eaten as an open-faced sandwich, and i lined the bread with proscuitto for a bit of extra punch.
thirst was cured by a glass of apple juice.
i had planned to have some of the sweet potato fries from the stash in the freezer, but they burned in the oven.
so i just had my sandwich: mozz, turkey and mushrooms scrambled with eggs eaten as an open-faced sandwich, and i lined the bread with proscuitto for a bit of extra punch.
thirst was cured by a glass of apple juice.
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