Grandma’s Bird’s Nests

When we were small, breakfast was a big deal. My mom cooked breakfasts on mornings she didn’t pull an all nighter as a nurse. Her specialty? The Bird’s Nest. That delight of a dish where you slather a slice of bread in salted butter, cut a hole out with a shot glass (hmmm, I guess we had shot glasses at the house or something like that), fry it up while frying an egg in the hole the shot glass left behind. A wonder this thing is. My favorite part was the hole. Salt, butter, bread…. all the desires of my 5 year old heart at breakfast time. Well, she visited recently and introduced our kids to this phenomenon I remember so fondly. Now they go to bed at night asking if tomorrow I’ll get up early enough to make…. Grandma’s Bird’s Nest. Thanks Mom, for making memories.