He liked eggs. Sean always had them, everyday. It was something so simple but you could do it in so many ways. He likens different egg recipes to his family members.
His mom always did cheesy eggs, a sort of fluffy omelette with cheese placed in the butter. He learned later the important part was to mix with cream before you pour making sure to break the yoke.
His dad oscillated between a low effort scramble, always less full than his moms. And just fried eggs, cooked hot and with a lid on the pan. This was always flipped quickly into a sort of cheese and egg McMuffin situation.
His grandparents on his moms side did very similar eggs to his mom, just without the structure. They both made it the same way. He assumed that thats what happens after people live together long enough. Your thoughts become one, your habits, and how you make your eggs.
Thats about as far back as he could go. He didn't know there grandparents and they laughed when he asked them.
"They used grease to cook them things back then. Nothing like we got now."
"That or drippings." His grandfather would say.
His dad liked bacon too, thats what he needed now.
His mom always did cheesy eggs, a sort of fluffy omelette with cheese placed in the butter. He learned later the important part was to mix with cream before you pour making sure to break the yoke.
His dad oscillated between a low effort scramble, always less full than his moms. And just fried eggs, cooked hot and with a lid on the pan. This was always flipped quickly into a sort of cheese and egg McMuffin situation.
His grandparents on his moms side did very similar eggs to his mom, just without the structure. They both made it the same way. He assumed that thats what happens after people live together long enough. Your thoughts become one, your habits, and how you make your eggs.
Thats about as far back as he could go. He didn't know there grandparents and they laughed when he asked them.
"They used grease to cook them things back then. Nothing like we got now."
"That or drippings." His grandfather would say.
His dad liked bacon too, thats what he needed now.
