Needed help moving a few things around. Carl needed a spot to watch the games. I had a gajillion pounds of veg and fresh food in the fridge after my mammoth shopping extravaganza. I was anticipating the slow down at the office and potential to actually cook my own food. It sorta worked...
Mise en place. That's French for "put it in a friggin' pan with eggs and Gruyere," right? Some asparagus (from Peru, please forgive my lack of purity), shitake, shallots, orange bell pepper, and garlic.
Ummmm, I'm okay with this picture. You can try and make a traditional omelet. I'll just saute my veg, add the egg on the stove top and let the bottom just set then shred more cheese on top and pop it in a 350-degree oven for about 10 minutes.
When you start the 1pm kickoff at the table with this to get you through the first offensive series, you win no matter what. Some sourdough from Waverly that I'd saved in the freezer and a few strips of bacon that tasted of nothing by pork and salt.
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