We woke up with an undeniable morning urge: Brunch.
Too worn out to head out to the market, we decided to get down and dirty with leftovers.
Alannah had awakened me with her hot little biscuits just the other morning, having masterfully executed my family recipe for Japanese curry the night before. To tie together the down-home southern lovin' with the Asian flavor explosion, an egg was fried, lovingly restrained and kept in shape by the biscuit cutter as a mold...
Exotic and spicy, filling and comfort food-y, all at the same time. We'll have to do it again sometime.
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