Oh, right. I write in this.

I really don't feel like it right now. It's late. Video work tomorrow. So I'll sum up.

First off, I have terrible luck with eggs. Dunno why. Just do. If I'm cooking them in a pan and not scrambling them, they end up scrambled. Last Sunday (at least I think it was Sunday) was different though. Once again, at Sam's, we picked up 3 dozen eggs. Better use while we have them, right? No hesitation. So a big 4 egg omelet was on the menu for breakfast. Research (Good Eats episode French Flop) told me that the best tool for the job was a rubber spatula, which Wife was against. She insisted on that big flat plastic one so often used for flipping burgers and chopping ground beef.

I gotta say, for the first time in God knows how long, my omelet looked like it was supposed to. It tasted like it was supposed to as well. Four eggs, one tbsp of milk per, some adobo (but that's another entry), sauteed onions and some nice chopped spam. Yum.

This brings me to my second peice. Spam. Almost everybody I know either has never had it or hates it. Meanwhile, I could inhale the stuff. It's meat, so shut up. Maybe it's scraps or less than desirable cuts, but it's still meat! It still fries and grills and makes a mean sandwich or as a chunky player in salsa con queso. It's good cold or hot. Heck, it's good in chili.

I love spam. Shut up.