Thursday, November 29, 2007

11.29 BOILING POINT

Even Jake is impressed.

I've mastered the method,
the impeccible boil of an egg, producing for my dinner a gooey golden pond, for my multigrain soldiers to dunk their toasted toes in.

I nailed the sweet potato "chips," to boot.

I am expecting a colour for my courage, having braved the bubbling broth without even an egg timer to guide the execution.

For now, I'll enjoy the just reward of dipping in.