Avigayil Damm

The White Horse is a restaurant around the corner of our house which was previously closed. During the short time it was closed, I was quite saddened because they had a menu which was my favourite: smoked salmon with spinach cream sauce. Well last time we went to Denmark in November last year, it has reopened with an Irish interior setting, similar menu, minus my favourite. But anyways, it was good to see it was reopened under new management and owner, so my hubby and I went there for a visit one day to have some small bite for lunch. Or so we thought.

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Apparently it has not been so easy to blog during holidays, since there is just too much fun to do out there than just sitting and writing behind my little iBook. So I ended up with plenty of pictures of food but I haven’t really been able to write about them and upload them here.

Basically we had a lot of fun in the sun. My hubby’s daughter left on Sunday, 2 August, right after we enjoyed a family brunch at the Four Seasons. His son, however, stayed another 8 days and left on Monday, 10 August. (more…)

This morning my hubby and I wanted to make eggs, sunny side up for breakfast. So I  took out four eggs from the fridge and cracked them one by one into the frying pan. As luck would have it, the last egg turned out to be rotten! Eeeewwww, you can imagine the bad smell, it almost killed my appetite (‘almost’ being the operative word). So we had to toss all four eggs just because that one rotten egg ruined the whole bunch.

Doesn’t it just annoy you when things don’t go as planned? And of course there was no way of telling that particular egg was rotten. Sure, according to this article, a rotten egg will swim at the top when put into a pan of cold water. But seriously, who really does this before cracking an egg?

Note to self: crack the eggs one by one into a small bowl first, and then transfer to the pan.