Poaching a Hangover

     After three weeks of New Orleans Carnival revelry (and the Super Bowl), with the accompanying food, drink, and dance, it’s time to shave your legs, do the laundry, fill-up the car, pay the bills, get the kids to school (on time), hose down the streets, try to figure out where your bra is (and why did it disappear in the first place?), go back to work (sober), fire-up the Treadmaster, clean the house, and poach an egg…

 poach an egg.

A perfect poached egg over cheese toast.
(see Recipes)
So necessary- if ‘ya know what I mean.

  • Ed - Wow what a good way to start a morning…even if you are hung over!ReplyCancel

  • Cheryl Nicholl - Your up early! Do you know most people don’t know how to poach an egg! So sad.ReplyCancel

  • Tamra Graver - Oh seriously, that looks good. I am jealous. Poached eggs remind me of my gramma. 🙂ReplyCancel

  • Cheryl Nicholl - They do don’t they! My Mom still has the single egg poacher of my youth- and, even though she hasn’t poached an egg in 30 years, she won’t give it up!! Ugh!!!! Thanks, Tamra! Hope to hear from you again soon!ReplyCancel

  • Kristy Creighton - LOL Now that’s a hangover cure I’ve never heard of!

    Kristy @ Shona Skye Creations

  • Cheryl Nicholl - Oh yes! Either this, cold pizza, or meatloaf with mashed potatoes- at least for me!ReplyCancel

  • OhBoyMom - Yum! I think I now want that for dinner!ReplyCancel

  • Cheryl Nicholl - Yes! So smart! Just remember to melt a bit of cheese on a grilled slice of bread and all you need is salt and pepper (see recipes), and thanks for talking the time to comment. Now, I’ve got to find you and follow along!ReplyCancel

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