Story Time. I hope it’s ok to post this here. We’re having a wine tasting evening. She gets hungry and looks through my fridge. Sees salmon, pork, butternut squash, artichokes, parsley, carrots, and so on. She says ‘there’s nothing to cook!’
WTF? So I watch as she pulls out a carton of eggs and begins to crack them in a small frying pan. Then shreds a carrot, tosses it in and opens the dishwasher and grabs the first 2 things she sees. (Which btw, are my dog bowls). She serves me up my dish and she starts chowing down on hers.
I politely say to her why the hell are you serving food in the dog bowls? Her response: ‘Oh? I thought they were cereal bowls.’ This is a drunk person we’re talking about. I reply why would that even make sense. She came back with: ‘Cuz it’s breakfast food I made.’
Holy hell.
by dentalexaminer
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This is absolutely fantastic and completely something I would have done in my 20s. Excellent post 🤣
This is a crime but I love it 😂😂
This is not the content I expected today, but it is apparently the content that I needed! This is fan-fucking-tastic! A splash of hot sauce, and Drunk Me would sit next to her, staringly lovingly at her and the meal she prepped for us, and chow down! Dog bowl or not.
So did you eat it????? 😶
Now THIS is content!! I love this so much
I love her “fuck it, let’s do this” attitude, the best kinda drunk person to be around lol
No
But why?
This 100% belongs here. I can see myself making something for myself and friends like this when I was 21 and drunk.
Well, since tomato eggs are pretty universally celebrated, I don’t see why carrots wouldn’t work in a similar way.
I kind of want to try it. Just needs pickles.