Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Liquid Chicken


I decided an egg fried in butter sounded really good for breakfast.

We have our own chickens who lay beautiful brown eggs everyday and I found the most perfect looking one for my tasty morning feast.

It was cooked to perfection... salted, peppered, & drenched in butter. Coupled with a slice of homemade bread, this was guaranteed to be a breakfast to remember.

You can imagine my surprise when I was chewing and realized it didn't taste like egg. How does one decipher it though when the brain is thinking egg. Hmmm... I kept chewing and breathing through my nose.

Chicken. The freaking egg tasted like chicken. Here's what I was thinking... #%@*!&*^%$#!!!

It wasn't pretty.

I can't eat them anymore. It's ruined me.