Rarebit

Kelley and I went out to brunch the other day because soccer was cancelled and we needed to be consoled. Or I like to eat out. Whatev. Regardless, we went to my new favorite restaurant, Vino Vena. I ordered the vegetarian eggs benedict because let's face it, that's a me kinda dish. One of the ingredients listed on the menu was rarebit. I hadn't a clue what this was, encouraging me even further toward this dish. It came and I loved the rarebit because it tasted like grill. Vegetarians don't get that privilege of taste, vegetables just don't taste the same grilled as meat does. Granted, I am a poser vegetarian who eats fish, but fish also has a different grill taste than meat. I felt this rarebit was closest I had come to grilled meat in over two years. I had Kelley try it. I asked, "Doesn't it kind of taste like sausage? You know, like fake-y McDonald's breakfast sausage?" After a highly critical look, Kelley responded, "No." So I have officially lost all authority on the topic of meat. We've long suspected this, but now it's official. No more meat talk for me. She felt that it tasted like eggs and cheese. Whatever. I realized that I was still unsure of what the mystery food consisted of and so, curiosity piqued, I decided to look it up on the internet.

If you click on the above link, you will see that Welsh rarebit is also known as rabbit. I freaked out. Christ Almighty, I unknowingly ate bunny! I started to feel ill (and began having flashbacks to the accidentally eaten morsel of bacon in Applebee's... that was a barf night) but kept reading. It's not actually rabbit. It just sounds like rabbit so people call it rabbit. Stupid Welsh. It's actually a really good eggy, cheesy little breakfast food. Knowledge is power, people. Try cooking it. It's awesome.

In other news, I finished my first scarf. I am an official knitter and am excited to post a picture of my only slightly misshapen scarf. I am sure my excitement is matched only by that of my loyal readers.