Don’t know if it’s a thing but I make Scromelette for my wife each morning. Scrambled eggs on very low heat then folded into an omelette before serving so still creamy inside. Then always chucked on smashed avo.
She hates the name but loves the taste lol
Oh god buddy, sorry. When my kid was born I got it every December for three years and I can confirm, I’ve never felt less attached to this plane of existence than when I’m lying there after emptying myself from both ends, all over the bathroom like a spinning firework of effluent. You just lie there in a daze… I have never craved death more sincerely.
Oof it’s rough stuff thst’s for sure. Your last sentence hit hard lol