Who Do I Think I Am??

This one's about versatility.

THE PROMPT: "What is your favorite food? Other than eating it, what other ways do you have to enjoy your favorite food?"

What's good, y'all? I'm gonna hafta make this quick today...got a lot on my plate (no pun intended on the prompt). And I just realized there's a baby kitten wandering around the residence that I forgot to tend to. And I left the fan running in the bathroom. Dammit! I used to be a lot more organized.

So let's cut to the chase. I know my way somewhat around a kitchen. I can bastardize a recipe with the best of 'em, getting all mad-scientisty with ingredients. But when all is said and done, my favorite foods are tacos and pizza...in no particular order, and whenever possible, combined in either fashion.

Cheese. Meat. Bread. It doesn't get much easier than that.

But what food out there actually is more versatile? Let's go back to what is known by many as the origin of lotsa things...the egg.

It's not just for breakfast. Or lunch. Or vandalization. Or the creation of some living things. Sure, when cracked open and prepared properly, there is almost no greater a simple pleasure than the incredible, edible egg (and yes, I'm borrowing that line from the Dairy/Agriculture Council).

But if you know anything about me, nothing in life is ever done the simple way. Frying an egg for a few minutes, while satisfying to the hungry belly, sometimes leaves you with more time on your hands than you're accustomed to or care to have at your disposal.

I used to do some fantastic things with eggs, especially on Mondays. Why Mondays? Because Monday was my day off from work, and it was garbage night where I used to live. One of my chores was to rid the fridge of whatever leftovers existed after the teenagers I roomed with had their run of the remains. It became a method of killing two birds with one frying pan...make some toast, crack a few eggs, toss in some leftovers, top with the appropriate condiments, load the dishwasher with the empty containers, take out the trash, and voila! Breakfast/lunch was served and chores were done, a la "The Garbage Plate".

Almost anything in the fridge was fair game. Hot dogs and beans, rice, canned tomatoes, virtually any kind of cooked meat, cheese, you name it, and if it was refidgeratable, I probably used it.

But the best culinary use I ever made of eggs? Ahhh, my mouth waters thinking about it. We went to a party once at my buddy G-Stamm's. His girl makes a phenomenal Chicken Wing Dip. I won't get into the particulars of its creation (you have the internet; you can do a little research ), other than it's probably a combination of cream cheese, cheddar cheese, shredded chicken and Frank's Red Hot Sauce (which, frankly, can go with just about anything).

So we get to this party, and I start becoming social with the cheese tray...until I found the holy grail of items that go well with tortilla chips. I didn't just eat the damn dip; I came awfully close to making out with the platter of dip as well. At the end of the night, G's girl gave us almost a whole 'nother bowl of this creamy goodness. I was thankful, to say the least.

A day or two later, there I was, rummaging through the fridge. We were awfully light on leftovers, but I knew I wanted some kind of omelet. I had one of those "aha!" moments. I scrambled up some eggs, prepared the omelet as usual, and before it was ready for folding, I spooned in a healthy amount of chicken wing dip. It was possibly the most heavenly thing I've ever done with eggs, ever. At least anything I've ever done with eggs that was topped with salsa.

Now, it's my understanding that the "suggested genre" of this prompt is supposed to be fiction. Alas, I cannot make up something so beautiful and have it not be true. So, you're gonna hafta take my word on it. Eggs...they're not just playthings and baby-making needs.

MUSICAL BREAK!!

I present to you an article that appeared recently in The Buffalo News regarding one of my other favorite foods... http://www.buffalonews.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20121031/LIFE/121039939

I've never heard of this group, so I'm YouTubeing them but I can't find the damn song, so this will have to do.

VITAL STATS:

I haven't had a good slice of pizza in awhile actually...and I may not in a little while more. Papa John's pizza is giving away two million large pizzas this football season, and I got an email yesterday saying I won one of 'em. The only problem? I'm not a huge fan of their food. But I am a fan of free, so I suppose they're worth another chance. Now if I'd only win the damn iPad contest I entered a few days ago, I'd be happy. But that's how these things work...who ever wins something they can really use? If I ever win anything, it's usually something I dislike and/or don't need.

On the move...got stuff to do y'all.

Gonna get out and get on the move. Time's wastin' and it's Friday, which means there's only scant few hours left to wait for messages to be returned and get anything else done before the weekend, which is normally a good time unless you would prefer that things you really need to do could be done at places that would have convenient weekend hours. My things don't, so it's time for me to shut this down for now. Peace, pizza, and GOODNIGHT NOW!!