"This is what we call a "French Omelet," Denny replied. "Not saying this is the best, but it is edible if you would ignore the imperfections," he poured some of the mixtures into the pan, and it thickened until no liquid egg remained and put half of the remaining ingredients of ham, onion, green pepper, and cheese on top and folded the omelet in half. Then he started making another serving.
Trisha was eagerly watching and listening to his interesting stories.
"I love nature, so I am into camping, mountain climbing, and scuba diving, I also hunt. When I joined a hunting tournament a few years ago, that is when and where I met Harold Brown," Denny stated.
Trisha noticed how Denny would say his stories like he was looking at them in the back of his head. She was amused, or maybe, envious,
