Toad in the hole!

Just proof that Wikipedia contains all.

However, the classic British version is not the dish that Camilla and I have been calling Toad in the Hole at the fabulous Boon Fly Cafe, where they have dubbed it "Poppa Joe's Eggs in a Hole". I'd like to take this chance to praise their amazing little cone of homemade donuts too. Heaven. Coma on a plate but heavenly at the moment.

I find it highly therapeutic to yell out "TOAD IN THE HOLE!" Even in the cafe, where my sister cringes just a bit when I do so. Partly because I am YELLING but also because that's just not what they call it there. It's as though I didn't get to play enough war games as a child and still want to frighten someone into a trench.

Wikipedia does define this version as one sometimes seen in the US. Makes me want to run home and try making this Brit version, though. YUM.

Funnily enough, a further google of "toad in the hole" brought me to a blog by a Berkeley person whose writing I really enjoy. Who'd a thunk?

not obsessive

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Smug city?

A thought I had this morning: it might be lovely to get an art-type live/work space in the Gilman Street area. It would be easy commute for current work and could also be central to SR if something happens in that area. Then I am not stuck in the burbs but am in a more lively urban and artsy area for my 'home life' time but can share a lot of time / space with P in my 'work life' (potentially.) Although I have not heard back. But that's par for the course.

I heard someone talk about Berkeley as being self-obsessed and smug, which bothers me somehow. Has anyone ever described London as smug? I don't think so. Could I get past that idea?

Here is an article written by someone who really hates Berkeley.