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
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!