Yesterday, I made the bestest breakfast in the world. I fried up three sausage patties, six slices of bacon, and two eggs over easy. Then I added two pieces of toast, slathered in enough butter so that it seeped through to the back of the bread.
In an expert's opinion, it's not a real healthy breakfast.
One could even argue that it's worse for me than my usual Pop Tart ensemble .
I'm not sure which way I'd go on that. One breakfast is nothing but sugar while one consists of a week's worth of fat. Calorie-wise, the Pop Tart breakfast wins. Hands down.
Showing posts with label pork. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pork. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Pork, The Natural Laxative
Monday, September 15, 2008
The Jew and the Bacon
I have two bosses, a 49-yr old Korean woman and an 86-yr old Jewish man. The woman is the caring, motherly type that treats me like another son. The old man is a codgy bugger who built a couple million-dollar companies up from scratch and now plays around in the property management field.
The old man personifies the Jewish stereotype. He has the typical long face and deep-set eyes. He speaks Yiddish. And he's so tight with his money that he makes my dad look like Donald Trump in his spending habits. (Read about my dad here)
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