1950s jello cake ass food crime. Wtf
Yes, I'd like one slice of the cake-ass please. No box, I'm gonna eat it here.
Omelette du Garbage
I heard this in Dexter's voice.
Presented in the new fashion of choice: Derelicte.
Babe, come get a slice of egg loaf before it gets cold!
That... Actually takes some skill to do
The only problem I have with this is if I eat this many eggs in one sitting I will be on bed for the next couple of days.
This is obviously meant to be a cake. You shouldn't eat an entire cake.
In one sitting.
YOU'RE NOT MY PARENTS
They say anyone can cook. But that doesn't mean that anyone should cook.
As a child growing up in the foothills of Grenyarnia, life was a simple, bucolic idyll. Every day the sun would shine through my modest little window, and I'd wake to the gentle scent of the titan arums, as well as the somewhat more pungent, but equally welcome, aroma of the Svenborgian staff bringing me my breakfast.
Oh what a repast it always was! The earthy notes of the Organic sixième presse de pied grape juice! The ever-unexpected delights of caviar-infused macarons! And to top it all off, of course, was my favorite, the delightful egg dish! The name is a bit of a mouthful, Sot den Arschlächer et ass eng Omelette, but my family and I always just called them our beloved Arschloch Omelettes. I never quite took down the recipe, as our staff mysteriously disappeared one night, coincidentally along with some of the tableware and a few million kroner of what mummy and daddy called the loose change. C'est la vie! You will be missed, Griselda! Or was it Greta? Or Bob?
Still, through my years of studying the culinary arts, with literally hours spent every month living and breathing the finest recipes and influencers, I think I've come close. My life coach and herbalist both tell me they've never tasted anything like it. Please enjoy my most favorite thing, and maybe you'll become an Arschloch lover like me...
How do you nominate for comment of the year?
<chef's kiss>
Pure, unadulterated genius.
Nothing a little smoked paprika can't fix.
And garlic salt.
Heresy. Only sweet paprika is real paprika.
I don't even understand what I'm looking at.
an omelett, but the eggs haven't been stirred
I find this incredibly funny, still laughing, yet I'm not sure why
Oh, ok, I thought it was the various ingredients. I zoomed in and finally figured out it was merely different shots of the same thing.
I just keep imagining the faint outlines of the yolks and I burst into a fit of giggles.
Just eggs cooked hard in a skillet.
🥚
I just fucked up a french omelet and now i don't feel so bad about it
Cut it into cubes and stick them with toothpicks and you can lie and say it's a Barbarian hors d'oeuvre or some shit.
What a bold decision to put yolks in that egg white omelet.
Fuck, I'll eat it.
egg is egg
Stick it between a couple layers of red velvet & slather it with chocolate cream cheese icing.
The Germans would call this an Eierkuchen
It's only missing every ingredient except Eier.
is there supposed to be a problem with this?
Isn't that just poached eggs that have been jellified together?
Isn't it more like... Steamed eggs?
This is .... poetry...
Gaston makes fried eggs.
That's called a tortilla, right?
Missing garlic, onion and patato, but pretty close to it.
I'd refund any tortillas if they were like this.
Cakegg
Briemelet
Nasty🤮
It’s just hard boiled eggs…not as appealing to look at but it’s fine.
Never liked egg whites, tastes like cold snot to me, hence, this picture upsets me.
I do enjoy the yolks tho.
I don't why this is so funny
