Thursday, January 20, 2011

We invented something and now it can't be uninvented

This is a Toad-in-a-hole grilled cheese.

What the hell does that mean? You might ask, and I might ask you to tone down the language because there are kids listening, because there are always kids listening, because you know how kids are with bugging our shit.

In our house "toad-in-a-hole" refers to the egg and toast dish, not to the disturbing-looking Yorkshire pudding and sausage dish that the hegemonic Wikipedia has declared to be the normative definition. And since I prefer my food to be named after animals rather than made of animals, I'm going to keep using toad-in-a-hole for this, rather than their preferred nomenclature of "egg in a basket," because who wants to eat a basket? And everyone wants to eat a toad because it is well known that they cure both the hiccups and acne, even if they're just metaphorical toads.

Anyway, Houseboy took two of these and put cheese in between them, and this is what came out:

P.S., that is ketchup, not blood, so don't freak out on me.

It's awesome and yet I fear for us all because just like the robot revolution and the invention of that game in Tron, this is probably going to change all our lives forever and possibly lead to the end of civilization.

But really, who wants civilization if you can't have fried bread, eggs and cheese all in one package?

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