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Callahan found himself inexplicably whistling "Carry On My Wayward Son" as he cooked. You can put almost anything in an omelette, even if it's not really an omelette. The thing he'd learned about cooking on the island is what to use a lot of and what to use a little of, and so he'd call this a frittata instead. A shrimp and potato frittata. Shrimp and potatoes were well stocked - eggs and cheese, not so much. And besides, who wants things all folded up neat in an omelette when you can just have it all scrambled together?
By the time he was finished, the kitchen smelled strongly of onion and garlic, so he was glad that it was more like brunch time. Most of the people stumbling around for morning coffee had already made their way in and out.
By the time he was finished, the kitchen smelled strongly of onion and garlic, so he was glad that it was more like brunch time. Most of the people stumbling around for morning coffee had already made their way in and out.