A small taste of the view on the daily commute… Pretty, no?
After 3 years of life commuting on New York City’s ca-raaaazy subways (with the crazy stories to match- just wait ’till I get to the one about my hand being held hostage inside a 350 lb. man’s stomach), I quite like having a 4,ooo lb. rolling bubble of travel space all to myself. I get to check out the beautiful scenery, catch up on all the latest happs via my homies at NPR, and most importantly just sit with my thoughts. Minus a little bumper-to-bumper traffic, all is sunny and shiny and right with the world. Sadly, there is 1 recurring thought that springs into my peaceful mind like clockwork about 3/4 of the way through the commute, taking me from zen to nearly frantic in about 3 seconds.
and most importantly 4) tastes like a breakfast burritos
Photo Courtesy of Our Best Bites – Mini Ham and Egg Cup Recipe, my first inspiration
My house currently smells like the Honeybaked Ham store, but I’m cautiously hopeful that these puppies will be the answer to all my breakfast woes.
I’ll let you know how they turn out… And if you don’t hear from me on Twitter before tomorrow night, just know that I’ve probably killed us both from food poisioning.