back when i worked on a pop magazine, deadline morning would see stuart the subeditor hunched over my desk, cutting back stories with one hand while the other clutched a glistening bacon and egg roll for sustenance. this was at least eight or nine years ago, and between then and now, i have intermittently thought about acquiring a bacon and egg roll, usually when i walk past one of those greasy-spoon hole-in-the-walls about the gritty city. it’s never actually happened though, either because i’ve somehow convinced myself that it won’t be as good as i’m anticipating, or because i think that i can taste it in my head and that’s what it will be and that is good enough, or because i fear the bacon will be too fatty, or because i’d rather, at that particular moment, have a goat cheese and basil omelette, or mushrooms on toast, or pancakes with berries, or whatever.
this morning, we met the boy’s family for breakfast, at an old skool italian coffee shop on the very edge of leichhardt. the breakfast menu consisted five items, three of which were: bacon and egg roll ($5), bacon and eggs on toast ($7), and bacon and eggs on turkish bread($9). the other two were bacon, eggs, tomatoes and mushrooms on toast, and toasted focaccia — i really do not like focaccia. but because i really do like turkish bread, that is what i had.
it was amazing! i should have given in years ago!
what a fool!
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mmm… love a good fry up on the weekend. were there mushies?
also… guess what kind of cake i saw at my local woolies on friday night? red velvet!!! it even had cream cheese frosting and red sprinkles!
a fool?? a raspberry fool???
Drooool. Now that you are a convert, please try the bacon and egg rolls at the Orange Grove markets, they are THE bacon and egg rolls of the world.
Actually that sounds like a good destination for the next quick catch up? That, or Yum Cha, I can’t decide.
deb: yes, there were mushies, but they were on the boy’s plate. i had a couple at the end — buttery salty with crisp brown bits.
i have seen the woolies red velvet cake… but somehow, i do not trust it. is that a misguided mistrust? i think it would be full of bad fats and humectants (not that i am SO against humectants). it is a lovely red though, and i believe it has heart-shaped sprinkles? clearly i have to see beyond the naff plastic packaging, so to speak.
nellie: always the tomfoolering. [ purses lips, twitches, blinks ]
sue: i am embarrassed, because i have never been to the orange grove markets, even though they are right down the street from me. ok, they are a long way down. one of these days…
open to suggestions of when to next catch up, quickly.
i want to catch up! i want to catch up!
YOU COME LAH. AIYAH.
you chits me my monies. i am so bored at work i am about to fall over. no raspberry fools here.
that looks sooo good… i so need to get breakfast.
oh and my other blog thing… my okcupid (lol, free and anonymous) but i’ve been slacking. busy with work.
and i’m technically starting a new game industry blog too, sometime…
too many domain names, not enough time.
Orange Grove markets it is then. There are even little horses for bub to ride upon.
Why you no come Stellou? I take you go kai kai. It feels wrong to talk like that!
Eeeyur!! Group taunting!! And now with the horses!!!
CH.
hey, i sent you horses. dos!
not misguided at all i didn’t get the red velvet cake myself for the very same reason. its one of those cakes which are better home made me thinks… what, with the balance of bi-carb soda, baking powder, cocoa and red food colouring to get that velvety texture and alluring colour.
i think it may time to re-test one of those red velvet cake recipes from last year…
Oh lordy. That looks so greasily delumptious!!
so many bacon lovers!
here’s where you’ll find more.
deb: i remember your red velvet adventures. yes, please revisit… you could make a really big one, sprinkle it with stars, and call it fat elvis!!
deb, YES, PLEASE, make a red velvet cake and invite me over. failing which, make it, take a picture, and post the recipe on your website. then *i* will make a red velvet cape -
oh!
- freudian.
*i* will be fat elvis in a red velvet cape.
oh dear. time for sustenance, i suspect.
but wouldn’t an fat elvis be a banana cake with peanut butter buttercream frosting?
i reckon a red velvet is more a james brown or aretha franklin.
but hey… who am i to argue
astella: are you visiting sydney soon…? if yes – cake at my place! if not – cake at my place when you do
i am SO pleased to see that my comments box is bringing people and cakes together all over the world.
nellicent. your red velvet cape would look rather good with a red horsey pinned on! do’it. failing which, yes, give it to james brown. it would be most fetching with his purple velvet suit.
is james brown dead? or is that just the song?
wait. wait. is james brown dead? wait, who’s the one who might wear a purple velvet suit and sing in a falsetto? oooh-ooohhhh!!! name. is. escaping. me.
OH.
LITTLE RICHARD.
sorry.
what was the question? the answer is, i like cake.
oh goodness. what have you created bowb!?
LOL
we need cake for elvis, aretha, little richard AND prince! a purple rain cake – would involve taro!
yaaaaaah
You guys is crazy
And yes, you should definitely make that red velvet cake Deb. A really really big one
and of course, the purple rain cake should be really, really small.
I had that with toasted ham and egg sandwiches, as done in greasy spoon cafeterías here. When I had one, after a long time, I couldn´t beleive I´d been denying myself that pleasure for so long.
Shouldn’t Elvis’ cake be breaded and deep fried too?