AN EGGLESS EASTER

 

No matter the holiday I always made deviled eggs as a side dish. It was my tradition. However when egg prices started to soar I stopped buying them out of protest and sheer disgust. – And I continue to do so!

And I seriously doubt my HOA (fees have tripled since the pandemic) would appreciate me raising chickens in my yard! It’s the kind of stupid advice only someone in the Trump administration would give. And what happened to “Prices will go down on day one”??? – Just one of a multitude of lies. Why is anyone surprised!

Also this meant giving up omelets & frittatas. As with deviled eggs there’s so many different and delicious ways to make them. A favorite breakfast of mine was to scramble an egg, mix it with pickle or sweet banana pepper juice, microwave for 30 seconds, & then serve on a buttermilk or cinnamon raisin English muffin.

I thought it would be harder to give eggs up, but there’s plenty of other options. In fact, anything you normally eat for lunch or dinner you can also enjoy for breakfast. Leftover slices of pizza are one example. And I love those round peanut butter & honey uncrustable sandwiches from the frozen food section. These are a favorite Saturday morning breakfast.

And there’s always the old standby, boxed cereal. Just stay away from the kiddie stuff. I prefer Great Grains or shredded wheat. I’ve never been a fan of oatmeal or grits! But I love breakfast potatoes! They are delicious in casseroles, patties, baked, or blitzes, etc.

Also there’s toast, rolls, bagels, any type of bread. Maybe it’s because I grew up in South Florida, but I prefer Cuban bread to French or Italian; but all of them are good. Just spread a slice with hummus (there’s a lot of variety) and you have a tasty breakfast.

Back in the 1970’s when I was touring Europe and beyond, many of my trips included a continental breakfast. This consisted of rolls with butter or a selection of jam plus coffee. We could have as many as we wanted.

I recall the Japanese owned and operated hotel I stayed in Paris in 1978. For breakfast we were given not just rolls, but croissants, some stuffed with chocolate along with other breakfast pastries.

And there’s always pancakes or waffles, but I’d limit these (or anything sweet) to once a week.

There exists plenty of options besides eggs!

Always, my breakfast includes unsweetened apple sauce with fresh fruit or frozen that I thaw in the fridge the night before.

But thanks to that bloated orange buffoon in the White House, now it’s back to the drawing board!!!

Unfortunately, the price of EVERYTHING in the supermarket has soared due to these stupid & unnecessary Trump tariffs!!! Soon, eating period will be a luxury.

THE STREAM & THE DREAM

 

As a senior citizen, it seems the more advanced technology, the less reliable, not to mention risky. Every time I turn around someone is trying to hack or scam me. And it’s making me paranoid!

Recently, I ditched cable and started streaming to save money, but instead, it’s costing me a lot! Tech guys want an obscene amount to fix all these problems I’m constantly having.

One issue is that I’m frequently losing my connection despite purchasing a range extender. Sometimes, I can get it back by going to settings & doing a scan. But the last time, I couldn’t, no matter how many times I tried.

Earlier that AM I was on Facebook when suddenly my computer made a loud weird noise & went black as if it had blown a fuse! After a few seconds, it came back. It asked me what I had just plugged in, and started naming devices I don’t own, nor had ever heard of. I did an update and shut down.

I was able to stream on my TV until 10:00 PM when I lost my connection three quarters into a movie I was enjoying. Unable to get it back and in frustration, I gave up and went to bed. I had a difficult time falling asleep. And when I did, I had a vivid dream.

In it, I rose out of bed and walked downstairs into my kitchen. Seated at the table with a cup of tea was my close friend Irene, an elderly British lady who died almost 5 years ago. She seemed so real I never thought once about her being dead as we visited.

From my kitchen I could see down the hall into my office; a strange man was working on my computer. He was using crude instruments such as a hammer, screwdriver, & a crowbar. Occasionally he glanced over and smiled at me.

 “What the heck is he doing?” I asked Irene.

 “Leave him be,” she said.

Then my friend stood and told me she must leave, and I noticed the man was gone.

Later, when I awoke, I decided to unplug the TV since this usually worked when I lost my cable. However, I wanted to check the connection first.

I was horrified upon discovering my nearly brand-new TV now refused to come on. I checked the plug to make sure it was tight & also my computer connection. Both were fine, but still, nothing on my TV!

But I was persistent. Eventually it came on. However I found myself staring at a gray screen. I was ready to scream!

Then I hit the HOME button, miraculously my connection was restored!

I am constantly on the lookout for a reasonably priced tech person. I can’t always rely on the dead for help. They’ve earned their rest.