This past weekend, a girlfriend of mine and I cooked, among other things, hard boiled eggs for brunch. She has all sorts of cute things floating around her kitchen, including this copper pot. After I ran the cooked eggs under cold water, the combined of smell of copper and eggs shot right up my nose. My brain assumes metallic and sulfur, but really, I interpreted it as cold.
Too bad we didn't make scrambled eggs, because apparently, copper bowls are great for whipping eggs!
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Wet Pavement
Last week I stepped outside carrying my rain boots, wearing heels. This was an unfortunate twist because as I stepped outside, the air was heavy and thick and almost apocalyptic looking. Drop...drop..drop.dropdropdropdrop... the smell of wet pavement. I walked fast, very fast, determined to get to the car before the pour. No such luck! I was totally drenched from head to heels!
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