These remind me a little too much of egg pods laid by aliens or insects to inspire a healthy appetite.
Not my usual breakfast fare, but I don't have to eat it, just wear it.
Considering all I do when I go camping is sit around and drink beer, this breakfast is some serious overkill. But you don't see me complaining.
In this game of Eggs, Bacon, Plate the bacon is clearly the victor. Or I am. NOM.
It's like you can see right into my future and the salmonella I'll be suffering from.
Just give me the meat and no one gets beat.
Just add a little green veggie in there and you've got almost a balanced meal!
Someone explain to me the impetus behind eating six eggs and a forest of hot dogs.