eggs

Mom: [grocery shopping at Walmart and getting at 20′ of eggs] Oh, they have eggs today! Me: Of course they do, it’s almost Easter. Mom: Well, they don’t have chicken wings. How can they be out of wings? Don’t they know people want wings? Me: Jesus didn’t die for your wing, Ma. Brian: [mumbled laughter]

Eggs Diablo, shakshuka, or eggs in purgatory, whatever you want to call it, it was amazing. I chopped up some of the leftover meatballs and put that in there, and now I want to have a meatball sub with runny eggs on top and really crusty bread.