On Saturday K., J. and I went to the
Reading Terminal Market. We drove. Driving was probably a bad idea because parking was stupid. Note to self...next time you think about going to the Reading Terminal Market with friends, don't drive...and certainly don't let them drive...because parking is stupid. The second J. of "
J. and J." is a mover and a shaker of the Down Home Diner environment. Though we didn't say hello or howdy do, he did send us a complimentary plate of giant shrimp. I mean, really, really giant shrimp. Shrimp so big, well, they were really big. I believe they may very well be the biggest shrimp I've ever had in my life.
J. is not a fan of shrimp, so he passed on the eating of them. K. had a few reservations but ate a shrimp any ways, which is too bad because it turns out he's kind of really allergic.
I ordered the 'poached on a biscuit' offering. It came with two poached eggs, country ham, tomatoes and home fries. The eggs were done superbly. The potatoes weren't quite my cup of tea but that's just because I like mine a little crispier/deep fried.
Oh you lovely properly poached egg. You were good in my belly. So very, very good.
Thanks to J. for the shrimp. Thanks to K. and J. for the company!
J. is not a fan of shrimp, so he passed on the eating of them. K. had a few reservations but ate a shrimp any ways, which is too bad because it turns out he's kind of really allergic.
I ordered the 'poached on a biscuit' offering. It came with two poached eggs, country ham, tomatoes and home fries. The eggs were done superbly. The potatoes weren't quite my cup of tea but that's just because I like mine a little crispier/deep fried.
Oh you lovely properly poached egg. You were good in my belly. So very, very good.
Thanks to J. for the shrimp. Thanks to K. and J. for the company!
6 comments:
Ooooh the perfect poached egg! I learned a cheaters trick, start an egg off as if you were frying it, cook one side, flip it then put a bit of water in to boil and set the white. Not quite poached, but less likely to be fried to death...Still wonderful in its eggy self. Eggs. Too bad I have to ration them.
Ok those shrimp are monstrous and probably the tiger prawns I see in the store, like five to a pound! Nearly minature lobster tails!!! They look tasty to me so good for you for getting the ones your companions didn't want!
Yeah, I hope you benefitted from your friends foolishness. Those shrimp must have cost a million-billion dollars.
wow.
Hey! I did try the shrimp. And it was delicious.
- J. of "K. and J."
I've been meaning to clarify:
K. did eat the shrimp...it's just that 20 minutes later he was having trouble breathing and his face was kind of too pink.
And J. is right, he did eat a bit of the shrimp...I believe he said something about how it might have tasted better because someone else (me) cut it for him.
To further clarify the shrimp incident (Or "The Hunt for Red October" as my office has termed it) - my consumption of said shrimp was merely part of a scientific process to find out whether I am truly allergic to shellfish.
I am.
However, big UPS to Caroline for putting K & J up and facilitating a wonderful 36ish hours. I've been bragging about truffle cheese for DAYS.
yum egg. looks beautiful.
I forgot to tell you that I started taking what my husband calls "food-porn" shots just like you do.
(I don't call them that, I call them sensuous food portraits.")
anyway, our honeymoon blog, http:\\immovablefeast.blogspot.com has a few pictures that could be considered relatives of yours.
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