I could, couldn't I? Particularly as there are cold roast potatoes in the fridge that could be put to use (fück knows why she keeps them - you can't reheat a roast potato, ffs!). I could even add a bit of the gravy into the hash for added flavour. Egg on top. Blinding.
I could, couldn't I? Particularly as there are cold roast potatoes in the fridge that could be put to use (fück knows why she keeps them - you can't reheat a roast potato, ffs!). I could even add a bit of the gravy into the hash for added flavour. Egg on top. Blinding.
Personally, I'd go for a splash of Worcestershire, but there you go.
Don't, for the love of God, allow the ketchup anywhere near the egg!
Oh, the eggy/ketchup mess is essential. I like to cut everything up once it's fully slathered with the sauce and then shovel it right-handed into my face like some sort of American.
Oh, the eggy/ketchup mess is essential. I like to cut everything up once it's fully slathered with the sauce and then shovel it right-handed into my face like some sort of American.
If ketchup touched my egg I would hurl, instantly. Unless, of course, the egg/ketchup mash up occurred in the secret, unseen confines of a samblech, in which case, delicieux!
If ketchup touched my egg I would hurl, instantly. Unless, of course, the egg/ketchup mash up occurred in the secret, unseen confines of a samblech, in which case, delicieux!
Oh, I love to mop up the yolky-ketchupy-greasy stuff with my toast at the end of a fry-up.
Somewhere along the line, though, my daughter has taken to doing this to scrambled eggs. Quite disgusting.