Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Totally organic and/or free-range...
The breakfast, that is, not me. Even the bacon was once a free-ranging... piggy. (Sorry, vegetarians. Honestly, I should be one myself! I blame Gordon for the fact that I continue to eat some meat. I have given up beef. It's a start!) Oh yeah, the butter isn't organic either.
This breakfast artistry comes to you compliments of Chef Gordon, who is always making me laugh with his ornate plate arrangements. You can see the face on my plate, can you not? I think Gordon should have been a food stylist. There is a repressed artist under that bearded exterior.
And guess what else I've learned? If you want an instant facelift, take your own photo with your head lying on a table, and the camera pointing down at you from your hands held overhead. Trust me on this one! I'm practising to be on "America's Next Top Model", (my secret shame-of-a-show).. or maybe "Canada's Next Oldest Model"!
I decided we needed a little change from robins, so you get to look at me and food instead. The eggs came from our veterinarian's wife, who lives in our village and keeps chickens. She calls them "The Girls" and they come running when she calls them.