For today’s SOCS we have the prompt word …egg.

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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS March 19/16


Just the word egg today. I like eggs a lot. I can eat them for breakfast, for lunch, and for supper. I don’t get tired of them at all. I guess they’d be what I call comfort food. I like them any which way they are cooked. I’ve been hankering for some deviled eggs lately, too.

I had an egg thisΒ  morning. We went to IHOP, where they make eggs, and pancakes, and lots of other stuff that is good to eat. There is another restaurant we go to sometimes to eat eggs. It’s name is “The Egg and I”, and their food is good. I get an egg and Belgian waffle when I go there. Oh, bacon or ham, but not sausage. Restaurant coffee is good, too, so I get coffee at IHOP, but get a Coke at The Egg and I…I don’t know why.

My cousin has a small farm, where he raises chickens and turkeys. Sometimes we get eggs from there. They are all kinds of chickens, so the eggs are all kinds of sizes and colors. Here’s a picture of one of the chickens, and a flat of the eggs. πŸ™‚

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Here’s a funny story that happened back in 1979. I traveled to Japan right after Easter. The kids had some leftover candy Easter eggs, so I packed them in the suitcase. Well, when we went through customs their at the airport, it caused a commotion with the Japanese custom officials. The candy was wrapped in tin foil, and it had to be unwrapped and explained what these candy eggs were. I kept saying they are Easter eggs, but guess they didn’t understand? Finally, I just said ‘candy’, and that was ok then, and I got cleared to enter the country! Haha πŸ˜‰

Well, that’s it for now about eggs. If I happen to remember some more about eggs, I’ll be sure to let you know!

Have a great weekend…and some eggs!


Thanks for visiting! Peace }I{

Β© 2016 BS

21 responses »

      • Hahahaha! Everyone knows candy! LOL! Whether or not if they celebrated Easter there depends on those who are Christians and I think most Japanese people are not of that religion.

      • That was probably the problem when I was saying ‘Easter Eggs’ hahaha… oh, It would have been crazy if I’d have been arrested or something for smuggling some weird, foil wrapped ‘Easter’ eggs!!! πŸ™‚

  1. The Mister took me to the Cracker Barrel for brekkie this week, and I will probably write a post about it, but the part that’s relevant to your post is that when I eat my Old Timer’s Breakfast there, don’t you know, I drink Stewart’s orange cream soda with it? Isn’t that weird, we soda with breakfast people?
    Anyway, great SoCSing here. πŸ˜€

    • I like Cracker Barrel but haven’t been in a long time. My husband doesn’t like it much, and it’s way across town, too. I like to see all the stuff for sale in there. … Yeah, I like a soda with breakfast, sometimes. One reason I stopped getting milk at restaurants, was because it was usually sour! Now, I’m just about to not get a Coke, because I don’t know how many times they have the hoses switched, and they give me a diet one, so I send it back. Happened so many times! Now a lot of times I just get a DP πŸ™‚

    • haha, yes Ginni, I was holding up the line with my candy eggs! πŸ™‚ I thought they’d confiscate them, but they let me go on through when I finally got them to understand it was just candy! πŸ˜‰

    • It is, Linda, but we sure try. I think it would be worse if I were the one trying to figure out what they are saying. So many countries have English as mandatory in school lessons, where here, another language is elective. Glad it finally got worked out that time, though! πŸ™‚

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