I like to dabble in lots of things. I enjoy crafting, decorating, organizing, baking, couponing, playing sports with my man, and since I’ve been married I have desperately been trying to dabble in cooking. Some days it’s great and others…eh…not so much. I have learned so far that cooking doesn’t come naturally for me and I must plan ahead for things to work well in the kitchen. Now over the last 2 years of marriage, I have succeeded on several occasions to prepare a noteworthy meal. And then, God chooses to teach me humility. One time I somehow put 2 cups of sugar and butter into white rice and served it with dinner. I also tried to make calzones once, and used twice as mush dough as I should have and ended up with a meal served 2 hours late and still raw. I have other stories, but I’ll spare you.
I’m very confident that this disaster was my own fault for not following the directions close enough. I am also here to admit that I failed at this breakfast attempt. I sure hope you appreciate my honesty. Ryan and I got a good laugh about this before I scratched it and made just bacon and eggs. If you attempt this one, I recommend carving a good amount of the avocado out of the shell BEFORE cracking an egg in it. 🙂