Do you go through food phases? Wanting to drink only sweet tea for a whole summer, eat only carbs for a whole week, eat only cereal for breakfast–anything like that? Usually I crave variety and grow bored, if not downright annoyed, with repetition.
Not so my hubby. He is the steadiest person I know. He will eat a box of cereal every week or so because it’s his breakfast e.v.e.r.y. morning. Me? My cereal lasts a month or more because I like to space out my bowlish breakfasts with scrambled eggs, PopTarts (I know, I know), fruit and yogurt, granola bars, toast, and this:
Okay, here’s the thing. I have never been a successful egg-flipper. I break the yolk; I mar the edge; I fold the thing in two and can’t get it unstuck. It’s always something. So now, I think outside the frying pan (and into the microwave).
One pretty egg goes in a non-stick-sprayed ramekin, spends 20 seconds getting set in its ways (i.e. cooked into a circle), and then–only then–goes sliding out into the warm skillet, also swirled with non-stick spray.
The egg holds its shape (90-something % of the time). While it finishes cooking I sprinkle it with salt and pepper. Then onto a toasted bagel it goes, with a slice of cheddar or Colby Jack to bring it home. De-licious. I’ve eaten it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. (Once, two of those in the same day. Only once; I promise.)
Do you have a go-to sandwich? If it’s a breakfast sandwich, I’m particularly interested.