Good morning! ❤ I cooked one side of an omlette for my hubby a lil "crispy" this morning. Well done eggs at least
And then I was transported to a memory of having gone out to breakfast
when my grandpapa was here visiting from NY. The server brought my dad a
stacked plate of pancakes. Well loaded with all the fixings. My
grandpapa was sharing his tip for perfectly brewed coffee and how to
take the bitterness off (add a small pinch of salt to the bottom of the
pot as it brews). As my dad went to cut
into the stack, he couldn't get through. His laughter in that moment
still inspires me. He knew exactly why. His face read like a book. Both
when they brought the well dressed stack and when he tried to cut into
it.You see, my dad LOVED to cook. He is a gourmet. He worked with cruise ships and some time in New Orleans. And his main contract as a decorator was with top hotels and a restaurant business. He prided himself in living in mastery...
So he knew the pancakes were burnt on one side. He called the server over and shared a story....that story lead into the reason why it's not good to hide your "shortcomings" and how it is better to desire to share the best of your choices and work.
LOL he got an even bigger, fluffier, stack of fresh pancakes brought out.
I didn't burn the omlette that bad LOL.... I did put the "burnt" side to the middle...and I am extremely grateful to be continuing on the "teachings" from the mundane, the playfulness in mastery, and the heart of hidden treasures.
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