This is a miniature public thank you to my dad on his birthday.
He has probably inadvertantly passed on a great many things to me (my mom has, too, naturally). One of the more trivial things I long aspired to pick up was his ability to nonchalantly throw together a plate of literally perfect scrambled eggs. Weird and potentially uninteresting yet true.
This isn't terribly signficant in the scope of things I could thank him for or mention at all. But it just occurred to me this morning.
Happy birthday to my dad, and thank you for unknowingly teaching me how to make a pretty delicious plate of food.
