Back to the Rock

10:05 hrs.
05 Jul 15

     Well, it was a whirlwind trip. I had started writing a great blog while returning on the ferry but some how it was glitched. Something to do with saving the blog while not connected to the net. Kinda pisses me off but thems the breaks. The only thing of note on the trip back to the coast was the discovery of the 100 grit TP used in Merritt. I guess those high plains cowpokes like it rough.

     But now I am back home at the WAYWARD INN and I am proud to state that our two Loin Fruits are gainfully employed at the CFB. COUCH MONKEYS no more!

     Since returning home I have noticed that the lawns are now blonde. The constant heat and lack of precipitation has resulted in the enacting of stringent water resrrictions. Unless of course you are the City, Town or District as the water rules placed apon the home owners do not apply to governing organizations. It's in the bylaws folks, so there is no need to bitch when you see a boulevard being watered or a sports field soaking wet because your complaints will go no where.

     If you took a look at the colour of today's sky you will note a distinctive amber hue. There are several forest fires burning on the Island. From what I have heard from friends there is fly-ash falling in Duncan from the fire Over the Hump.  That's more than sixty klicks away meaning any hot embers falling along that line could easily spark additional fires. Reportedly there is another major fire near Port Hardy. And at this time the mighty Martin Mars water bomber is parked in Port Alberni because Premier Crispy Crunch and the Clown Squad felt it was not necessary to renew their contract. Gadzooks...the ASSHOLES ABOUND!

     My LOBSTER and I decided to enjoy a brunch at the Beachwood Cafe on Cliffe. Nice little place. Busy for sure. With a small but very manageable menu. At first glance the only thing missing was some staff. With all the tables and booths already full we were placed by the entrance at what must be the staff rest spot and we didn't mind as we were not about to hang outside waiting for a patron to leave.

     We ordered matching eggs benny,  eggs medium. Now, I happen to love eggs benny in all of its various forms. I've even had a deconstructed eggs benny. The basic is a toasted bread on which is a protein topped with a poached egg covered in a sauce, usually hollandaise. Simply. I make them at the WAYWARD INN about once a month and at the request of my BETTER HALF. However, on my way back across the Salish Sea I decided to have breakfast on the BC TakeMyMoney vessel. As breakfast was still being served I decided to splurge and have the benny. What a mistake that was! Eggs Benedict should only be cooked by those who love to cook, naye by someone who loves to create in their kitchen. On board Ye Olde Tub, the english muffin was over toasted, the ham was from a re-constituted cottage roll, the eggs were pan steamed and not poached and the sauce was a gelatinous with the consistency of wall paste. It was, in a word, industrial. Quite honestly,  I deserved to be presented with that garbage as I should have known not to order it in the first place. That being said the benny I enjoyed today was as far removed from the hull scrapings as it could possibly be. The english muffin was toasted but easily cut, the bacon was crisp but not cooked to the point of crumbling, the eggs (farm fresh) were poached to perfection with the rich golden yolk running gently through the handmade hollandaise sauce. If you like eggs benedict I suggest you give the Beachwood Cafe a try.