Rusty's Armory

I’m on the mend!

Posted on October 3, 2023 Updated on October 4, 2023

In the realm of midnight’s eerie hush,
I rose from melancholy’s lingering crush,
A quest for nourishment, my belly did churn,
A simple remedy, it was my turn.

Boiled eggs, a humble start,
A breakfast choice, a work of art,
And pickles, brined and oh so fine,
Together they danced, a taste divine.

Cracked the shells, a culinary delight,
Eggs and pickles, in the moonlight,
Savory and tangy, a peculiar pair,
Banishing my sorrow with culinary flair.

As the flavors mingled, a symphony played,
My taste buds rejoiced, woes gently swayed,
The yolk, a sunbeam in the night,
Melting away the shadows, oh so bright.

Pickles crunch, a lively cheer,
In this gastronomic dance, we drew near,
A newfound joy, a lighthearted spree,
In this oddball duo, happiness I did see.

So here’s a toast to eggs and brine,
Rescue team of the midnight dine,
Bringing joy and appetite anew,
In a whimsical dance of flavors, true!