Apologies for anybody who clicked on this blog thinking it would be a heartwarming story about something my kids did that warmed my heart more than anything else they've done in the almost 7 years since I became a father (Holy shit I can't believe it's been that long). It's quite he opposite actually. The only reason I was awake early enough to take that honey of a trip to the grocery store on a Sunday morning is because I fell asleep at 9 PM while putting my 3 year old to bed and missed the instant classic Fury-Wild III fight as well as Alabama going down.
However I don't think a glorious trip alone to the grocery store is worthy of a blog. In fact, I'm sure there will be a gaggle of commenters that will say none of this is blogworthy. However as the guy who actually makes blogs for a living, I can assure you what happened next was indeed blogworthy, partially since deciding that is literally my job.
Sorry about that, I'm still bitter about missing that incredible Fury fight. Anyway, my day really took off when I started cooking breakfast for my family in an effort to continue avoiding them for as long as humanly possible.
Chef's Note: I used a saute pan today because my large frying pan was at my parent's house and have an electric stovetop because I don't cook enough to make gas worth it. But said stovetop is induction and my oven has an Air Fryer mode so lay off the poor shaming! Also that single yolk was the last egg from the previous carton
What a fucking way to jumpstart your day! I'm not sure if the hen that made these is the Barry Bonds of chickens or her nest sits squarely on top of the Indian Point nuclear power plant a half hour away. But this seems like an unbelievably great break for me considering the odds of all this happening.
Quick Sunday morning fun fact for you guys!
I don't know what all these yolks means for me, my family, or my beloved Giants. But for anybody that wants to tail a guy with a piping hot with yolk streak, here are the bets I responsibly placed on the Barstool Sportsbook for today's games when I was in New Jersey.
Not to mention we have a fresh BEC for today's NFL games…
Speaking of the Barstool Sportsbook, I am trying to figure out a way to get a line on this in the app before I crack them on a live stream later today.
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Now let's go have ourselves a hell of an NFL Sunday!