Two pictures: the first, yesterday‘s breakfast entree. It didn’t have ham mixed in, but I’m baffled about how they made something that looked like this.
Are those straight-ahead eggs? Are they faux eggs? Reconstituted real eggs? Were they prepared some arcane way? They weren’t bad — they tasted okay, and although the texture was weird, it wasn’t unpleasant. It was just spooky looking at them.
And then —
The famous sign from Seabury’s entry zone.
How did I miss that sign? Is it still there?
Unbelievable.
Yeah, i remember that sign…
In my little world one’s breakfast should NOT stare back at one.
Sublime, that.
Of course, I will have to check for myself, to be sure that this is not some wily decreption on your part.
It looks to me like they used a scallop-y sort of styrofoam dish to zap these in, kind of like they do in airports for breakfast biscuits.
(I speak from experience, having tried to hard-cook eggs in my microwave recently. Even when I pierced the yolks, some still did explode, so I don’t think I’ll try this very often.)
Microwave! Yes, that would explain a lot — thanks, Jo. Man, were they weird.
Baruch, as you know, most of Seabury’s signage is spelled correctly; this is an excreption to the rule.