When I ate the eggs, I sat here.
About a decade ago (ok maybe slightly less) I was eating a very
There was Hollandaise sauce included, and a bit of a Hollandaise sauce fight, which then ended up on the shirt I was wearing -something HEINOUS, I'm sure (see my last post's picture- same era).
Sooooo, I did what any respectable, large breasted, slightly inebriated young woman would do. I took off said shirt and continued gobbling down by eggs..... in my bra.
Oh, the memories.
But alas, a fire early this morning tore that 50's diner to shreds. Along with other businesses.
Fio, Do you miss it?