A clever cartoon on Easter Day shows a boy with chocolate smeared on his face, plaintively asking his mother "Do I hafta eat breakfast today?" When I was nine, Easter chiefly meant chocolate Easter eggs. Nowadays, much though I love good dark chocolate, Easter is for me the Queen of Feasts of the church.
When it comes to eggs, I can't remember an egg I didn't like. Eggs are the supreme breakfast item for me--well, good kippers and Finnan haddie (haddock) make great variants, but it is the humble egg that I choose to write about today. It is very versatile. Let's list some options:
1. Soft-boiled, the basic simple dish, needing only a little salt & pepper to bring it to perfection, especially when served with an English muffin. (The Brits don't have these: a crumpet is the nearest alternative.)
2. Fried egg, the perfect companion to bacon. I like mine "easy over", rather than "sunny side up", let alone fried hard.
3. Poached. We have an excellent poacher; alas, someone threw out two of the metal containers, so this is just a treat to share with Barbara.
4. "Sur le plat", a French method, in which the egg is put into a ramekin and baked in the oven.
5. Coddled eggs. The egg is poured into a pre-greased china "coddler", with chives and some grated cheese,
6. Omelets: I like them with cheese, mushrooms, or ham. Well, with any two or three of them is even better!
7. Scrambled (or "shirred"). My specialty: I will share my "secret" recipe next week!
Yes, I also love hard-boiled and deviled eggs, but this is about breakfast...