So, after sleeping in a bit this morning, I'm trying to decide whether I should go downstairs and make some breakfast or just jump in the shower and go to the Outlaw Cigar event where I can get free beer and free BBQ for my first meal of the day.
If you've never started your day off eating FREE BBQ and washed it down with FREE BEER with some bikini clad eye candy for desert, well, you're probably married.
Poor, dumb bastard.
Been there, done that!
Like all of my life's important decisions, I threw it open to the twitterverse to let my close friends, passing acquaintances and perfect cyber-strangers decide what I should do.
It's my favorite way of avoiding accountability these days.
One of my blogger/twitter buddies suggested I make something called "bacon & egg cups".
Given the fact that this particular blogger ain't hooked up right, in his head...
...I was immediately suspicious having been previously burned on his recommendation of 2 Girls, 1 Cup.
But further due diligence on my part revealed "bacon & egg cups" to be the following.
Take a muffin pan, line the sides of the cups with slices of bacon, crack an egg into each cup and stick it in the oven at 350 for 20 minutes.
That's it. Could anything be simpler?
They were fucking awesome! I don't think I will ever eat bacon & eggs any other way.
Can you imagine having a house full of guests (or a special overnight guest...oh, wait, I forgot, you're married...never mind) wanting breakfast? You can crank out bacon and eggs with culinary military precision!
I like to sprinkle the top with some salt, pepper and a little bit of shredded cheese. This morning I had some biscuits and grape jelly, and a tall glass of cold milk to go with. Fucking awesome!
You may be saying to yourself,
"I can clearly see where the 'delicious' part of the post title applies, but what's all this about some 'injustice'? What gives, XO?"
Well, I'll tell ya, It all has to do with the provenance of the whole concept of bacon & egg cups.
As I said, the concept first came to my attention through a tweet from a seriously fucked up human/chimpanzee hybrid of dubious credibility who somehow managed to marry way above his station in life and successfully reproduce.
Science run amok. The only explanation.
But apparently he first found out about them from a tweet by "The D"
I think I know what the "D" stands for (doofus).
The D in turn found the dish on the blog of the person who first introduced it to our somewhat inbred little group of local KC bloggers.
Finally, it appears that Pensive Girl acquired the recipe from Dine & Dish.
So, we have a very simple and delicious breakfast with a complicated and convoluted history.
But wherever it came from, it's fucking awesome and I'm having it again tomorrow.