Now, I’d like two eggs, over hard. I know, don’t tell me; it’s hard on the arteries, but old habits die hard — just about as hard as I want those eggs. Bacon, super-crispy. Almost burned. Cremated. That’s great. And, I’ll have the grapefruit juice, just as long as those grapefruits…… are freshly squeezed.
For this week’s Twin Peaks Tuesday, I was going to prepare Cooper’s breakfast order because I do have bacon and eggs in my fridge. But then I realized that I didn’t know how to make an egg “over hard.”
And I didn’t want to cremate any bacon. I like mine with the edges crispy but still a little chewy.
And I can’t have grapefruit because it interacts with one of my medications. Another fun fact: apparently grapefruits, and other fruits from the same family, fuck with a lot of meds. I don’t know exactly what it would do, or why it does it, but I don’t want to find out.
So I scrapped the breakfast idea. Plus, I was in Chicago a good portion of last week and when I got back I really wasn’t in the mood to cook anything. So just enjoy the scene. Great delivery by Kyle MacLachlan.