Caucasians and Balls
Last night, I hosted a long awaited for Big Lebowski viewing party. While no one wore a dirty old robe or jellies, we did drink Caucasians (White Russians) and ate these amazing Scotch Eggs I made (Medium boiled egg, covered in sausage, rolled in bacon and almond meal, then…deep fried). I referred to them as breakfast balls; we tried to think of a way to complete them by dipping them in pancake batter and…frying them again. That might happen at the next gathering.
As always, The Dude delivered.
