Comfort Food: Toast and Eggs.
Comfort food most often is something simple, easy, and has all the elements of a belly-filling meal. It's warm and inviting and satisfies like no other. One of my favorite comfort foods is eggs. Eggs have always been an "alone" food for me, as in, they are my go-to food if I am eating alone- something that doesn't happen often anymore. I love that they can be made in minutes in a variety of ways, and I always feel content when I'm finished.
Yesterday I had a rare moment of alone eating: Greta seems to have picked up a cold and was set up with a long Sesame Street video so she could chill out and relax. This was right around lunch time, so I decided to make myself a treat- a dish my dad always made for my mom when I was little, simply known around our house as toast and eggs. In full disclosure, I hated this when I was little. I tried it a few times, but at that time I was a big food separatist- no two foods shall touch! To have the eggs mixed in with the toast, with pepper of all things, was just too much for my taste buds.
Fast forward 20 or 30 years and this is my new favorite dish lately, and because my dad always made it when I was little, it's now a total comfort food that is suitable for any meal. Simply made, it is two poached eggs broken over two slices of cubed, buttered toast with salt and pepper for flavor. It sounds so simple, but there is something about the runny yolk mixing with the dry toast that makes for an amazing taste. (Also, I'm having a moment over these daylight food photos- another rarity for me.)
To make this, poach two fresh eggs. Start by boiling water in a shallow frying pan with a sprinkle of salt and a teaspoon or two of white vinegar. When the water is up to temperature, slowly slide the eggs into the water. Turn the heat off, cover and let them sit undisturbed for about 3 minutes. Remove them with a slotted spoon and place them on top of two slices of buttered toast that has been cubed. Sprinkle lightly with salt and pepper and mix, breaking the yolk to incorporate it with the bread. Sit quietly and enjoy.
It also helped my mood that I had farm-fresh blue eggs from the next town over, and the bread was homemade rosemary bread out of my favorite bread maker. Just writing this is making me hungry, so I'm sure I'll be making this one again soon.
What are some of your comfort foods? Do they come from your childhood? Anyone have anything like this dish before?