Eggs. Toast. Sausages. Tots.
Yum. Yum. Yum. YUM.
My tongue is all burned up from eating too-hot Chinese food last night, but my breakfast for dinner STILL tasted m.f.-ing awesome.
Meanwhile I have some concerns re: tomorrow’s feast as regards my tongue-burn situation. Why did I have to take those TWO bites of piping hot Kung Pao Chicken, I ask you? Who risks their tongue’s well being like that a mere 48 hours before one of the biggest eating days of the year?
Tomorrow night or Friday morning I am planning to post the mother of all Foods For Which I Am Thankful Week post, documenting my Thanksgiving dinner. Let’s just hope that my tongue can enjoy it, because for the most part all the foods I have eaten today have not tasted quite right. This could get tragic real fast.