Poached Egg on English Muffin with Asbestos

Let's talk about the asbestos. Nobody wants to read about English muffins. That's not entirely true, but the kind people who would rather be regaled with twee stories about a morning of muffins and perfect sunrises when asbestos is on the cards aren't holding a strong Darwinian suit.

It's the same reason the discovery channel runs a week of programs about sharks and not goldfish. Goldfish are nice but everyone has seen at least one and nobody has ever been eaten by a goldfish. Sharks, like asbestos, are dangerous. I suspect a shark is a more easily identified than asbestos.
Since Asbestos is banned in the EU, most people are happily ignorant of it. I can't blame them, it's not used in new houses and a lot of old houses have gotten rid of it at some stage.

I was surprised to learn that Asbestos, according to the World Health Organisation (WHO), is listed alongside cigarettes and tanning beds in terms of its cancer causing ability. I'm not sure whether that makes Asbestos less dangerous in my mind, or Tanning Beds more dangerous (or the WHO less credible), I stay away from all three.

I had a nice Frenchman remove all the Asbestos from my house. All that is, except a small six inch flu that runs hidden withing the core of the house. Don't worry, it's sealed in, and safe enough as long as I don't start breaking it apart.

English Muffins are known in England as crumpets they make a delicious alternative to toast in the morning but should be used sparingly as they are quite heavy.

Eggs benedict al Fresco

Ah, breakfast outdoors with the paper and a catch up with old friend. Plus I got to see some lesbians kissing in the street and one of them was hot. I think she like me too. I could tell by the way she pretented to completely ignore me; but I knew.

Food outdoors in ireland is normally limited to burgers bought from a van on all ireland final day, or ham sanwiches and flaskes of tea on same day. I specifially asked to be seated and served outdoors on Saturday to enjoy the fine weather although I'm always a little wary of beggers when eating outdoors especially around tourist areas. Not that I mind how they make a living but I am trying to eat after all, it's dangerous, they might lose a hand if it strays too close to my plate.

Ham is better than spinich, fact.

Double Poached Eggs, Two Slices of White Bread Toast, and an Inch and a Half of Water in the Laboratory

Apparently there was a leak in the lab last night. It wasn't discovered until six in the morning by the cleaners. They mopped up an inch an a half of water from the lab corridor, two professors' offices, an office full of postdocs (who sadly couldn't swim) and our other lab. They did a good job. There's almost no evidence of the leak except for damp carpets in the offices and a few puddles underneath machines that they couldn't wet-vac under.

Luckily, we keep all the cables off the floor. I.e. there was a safety audit a few weeks ago and we were told to tie the cables up off of the floor.

As for my 'Adam and Eve on a Raft,' it was hearty and satisfying, although I did overcook one egg. No silly fruit nonsense this time. The toast was white bread, which is girlie bread, but I'm confident enough that it won't turn me into a homosexual.

It's easy to cook eggs; it's very easy to overcook eggs. You need to keep an eye on the time. I overcooked an egg on Saturday when I had a poached egg on a potato farl. An interesting variation on last Wednesday's Poached Egg on Toast. The potato bread was recommended by Dr Griff Griffington (in private communication). I wasn't sure if potato bread could be toasted in a toaster, since I've only ever heard of it being fried. It toasted well, although it took a little longer than wholemeal bread.

There are several methods for cooking poached eggs. This is a massive over complication of one of the simplest things to cook. If you're tempted to buy a fancy egg poaching device then perhaps you should consider saving your money and purchasing a big dashing girl's blouse to wear.