You are what you eat. I feel safe in knowing my house is guarded by a troop of Egg Soldiers.The rate at which soft boild eggs and sliced toast is consumed in our house is reinforced by the fact that EggSoliders has been adopted as the name of our wireness network server, that Maddy has picked up an egg shell shearer from a kitchenware store, and that we don't bother to store our egg holders in a cupboard but leave them within easy reach in the frontline along our countertop.
Spoons in hand, butter shielding bread - the breakfast battlefield is waiting.
