Friday, June 5, 2009
Damn, Turkledawg,
Tonight we made Brinner. And when I say we made Brinner, I don't mean we made a few pancakes. The word "Brinner" demands a certain level of awe and respect, and we knew we had to treat it right. So we made skillets and egg casserole and cinnamon rolls and and bacon and sausage and pancakes that somehow never depleted. Then we crammed 12 people around my dining room table and chowed down. It was so good that I temporarily went blind.
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Everything but egg casserole sounds splendid to me. we do breakfast for dinner, or brinner as you so fondly call it, a lot at my house when i'm in charge of cooking.
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