Omelets

I made myself an omelet for dinner last night. IT was fantastic!! Eggs, salsa, and pepper-jack cheese. The following picture is not mine, but my omelet was just as fantastic looking and probably better tasting.

Omelets fascinate me. There used to (quite possibly still is) an omelet shop in Chicago that my friends and I used to go to ALL the time, ever time we went up there. I would always get the spinach and feta omelet. They then would bring me out this heaping plate of warm, smelly goodness. The eggs were like clouds. *drools* I then made it my mission to make AWESOME omelets for anyone who wants one. So omelets are probably about the only thing that I absolutely rock at making.

OK, so thinking of spinach and feta reminds me of the spinach and feta calzone I used to get at One World in Peoria before the douche bags changed over to making pizzas. I would get a spinach, feta, and walnut calzone with raspberry vinaigrette. Hold on while I go find a picture to drool all over.

Yes, I am aware that this calzone has a cup of not raspberry vinaigrette, but just use your imagination.