monologue

Snow days are special days, at least in Maryland, and on special days, I make special breakfasts, almost always including my favorite breakfast dish in the whole entire universe (scrapple being a very,very close second)—daisy eggs. They're a bit of work, but make the rest of the day seem like something more than it might be, another chance to be here—all here, all now, just me and my breakfast against the forces of despair in the world.

( breakfast images & the recipe )