Eggs are like the perfect food. They have a great balance of protein and fat. And I couldn't eat them. I would eat a boiled egg white but that's all I could handle. I had food poisoning my first Thanksgiving home after starting college and the food of association was eggs. In 1998. So for the last 13 years I avoided eggs. Id try them and my stomach would turn. And brunch/ breakfast was getting really boring. So many fun things done with eggs but I couldn't eat them. And if your from New Mexico like me, you only eat eggs as a conduit to eating salsa or green chile (and yes that is the correct spelling). Last winter, as I helped my then boyfriend prepare for his fight, the reality of eggs for breakfast became all to clear. So I started with egg whites, adding bacon and adding cheese. It worked out pretty well. And then last weekend I went to Belga with two good friends. And they raved about the steak and eggs. Feeling a little brave, I looked over the menu description and then I saw it "sunny side up." My worst enemy in egg form. But I'm a firm believer of eating the item as the chef believes it should be prepared. Onions. Celery. Or even eggs sunny side up. So I ordered away. Usually my pulse doesn't quicken from a fear of food, usually its excitement about food. This would be that time. But it was actually pretty amazing, even with the eggs sunny side up.
So I have thought about this for a while. Do I actually write this post? Do I put my dirty laundry out there for everyone? Or the handful that read my blog. And if I do, what do I say? Do I slam those involved? Do I take the high road? When is a “good” time to put it out there? A few days under my belt and there is probably no better time. So no secret, my ex-boyfriend was my coach. That worked out mildly well while we were together but add a breakup and somehow it just doesn’t work out as smoothly. Add a few of the worst things a person could do to another in there and disaster doesn’t even begin to describe. But I have this eternal belief that I can make any situation work. That I can fix things. It’s what makes me good at my job. I’m an eternal optimist. But it’s what causes me to not be so good at my personal life. Even when things are clearly not good, I still think I can fix it and make it right...
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