auspicious coincidence

Norbu wanted poached eggs for breakfast but had no confidence in me whatsoever.  "You can scramble them if you want, Mom." 

"No, no, no," I say, "I'll look up how to do it on the Internet." 

Is always nice when somebody not only does the dirty work for you, but takes pictures and writes some amusing dialog to go along with it.  I am hopefully about to benefit from Rob Manuel's advice on How to Poach an Egg. Here it goes!

...It worked!  I have to apologize for not having proof of this phenomenon.  We ate the evidence.