Today I am crawling through life.
Hangover has hit me hard, like a train filled with nausea, headaches, sleepiness and sheer grottiness.
This morning I clunked around the kitchen searching for something (a frozen pizza perhaps) to cure me.
Instead I found eggs, cheese and leftover olivey-herby-mushroomy grains. So I improvised a little.
Cue a bowl of herby, cheesy scrambled eggs, nestled next to a pile of yummy grains. And topped with a little hot sauce.
Look at that cheese though.