Not All That Palatable

Before moving on to other posts and topics, I must say a bit more about our restaurant visit described in the previous post, for I forgot to mention my sweetened eggs. It is so typical of me – both the eggs and also the forgetting – that I simply must share.

The Gastropub restaurant has good food, but their coffee is strong, to say the very least. Now when it comes to coffee, I am just a cream sorta guy. My formula is to use enough cream to render the coffee beige. But that is hardly enough for the Gastropub's very strong brew.

So, I did what I simply don't do and added sugar. When our cups were refilled, the sugar packages were gone, so I added sweetener instead.

I had a sip and decided that the cup required a wee bit more sweetening. I picked up teh opened packet again.

It was then that I suffered from one of my many customary brain cramps, for after picking up the package, I proceeded to sprinkle the contents on my eggs.

Yes, this is the kind of thing that I do. I am not proud of these mindless moments, but I am not all that ashamed either. We have to own what we are, eh?

Fortune did its bit though. For one thing there wasn't a whole lot of sweetener left in the package. For another thing, I had already consumed most of my egg. For a third thing, I didn't quite douse all of the egg that was remaining.

I am forced to admit, however, that sweetened eggs are not all that palatable.