“Be content to remember that those who can make omelettes properly can do nothing else.” ~ Hilaire Belloc
Places where we live change us. We have no choice, we adapt blend and modify ourselves, usually subconsciously to fit into our new environment.
I tried to argue that this was all caused by our genetic connection to the caveman, but my wife wasn’t sure what all of this had to do with the fact that she now had alligator sausage in her omelet.
For better or for worse, I see omelets as a time to experiment. It’s so easy to fall into the same old habits. We visit the same restaurants, eat the same entrees and remain in the same rut. We like our ruts so why change, but I believe, from time to time, we should try new restaurants and if you want to eat the best things on the menu, let the waiter order for you. You never know, we might find ourselves a new rut.
So if you have left over taco fixings from the night before, they make great omelets. Bratwurst omelets on the other hand are basically uneatable.
So when I learned we had alligator sausage in the freezer, I couldn’t help myself. A little tomato, some yellow onions, salt, pepper, Tony’s and a link of alligator sausage and you have yourself a swamp house breakfast. They’re not as good as taco omelets but are much better than the bratwurst fiasco.