My Mum's B'day Present: An Omelette

Today's my mum's birthday, and my present to her's an omelette.

Egg goop.

Swiss brown mushrooms: they say big uneven slices are a sign of sloppy chopping. Well there you go, sloppy chopping.

Can you still call this poor limp stuff bacon?


Does anyone dare to eat my weird creation?

Strangely enough, it tasted better than it looked...