Blogger Boggle: How Do You Take Your Eggs
Editors’ Note: You know, it’s hard thinking of snarky commentary every day, so we’ve opened up the labor pool to our fellow food bloggers.
It’s only taken us to week 3 of the series to start talkin‘ eggs. Here’s a relationship defining moment if there ever is one: how one takes her eggs.
Usually over easy, but–shameless self-promotion alert!–after learning how to make an omelet for my food2.com show, I’ve been making omelets every weekend. They’re the best. (above)
—Adam Roberts, Amateur Gourmet
Sunny side up. If you overcook my yolk, I am immediately annoyed (especially at restaurants – that’s what you DO, how can you not cook my sunny side up properly! – I’ll even take a slightly undercooked white if you can’t do it right!). If *I* overcook my yolk, I make another egg (feeding the overcooked yolk to my dog) – but that hasn’t happened in years.
—Yvo Sin, Feisty Foodie
I think this is better answered how I *don’t* like my eggs — I’m kind of a pain in the ass when it comes to eggs, nothing too hard (don’t get me started on hard-boiled), nothing too runny, which really leaves me with the scrambled and omelet options. Eggs, no matter what style, though, should be bought from local sources, people who actually know the hens and their diet, not the tasteless variety stored in refrigerated warehouses for months before they make their way into your French toast. There’s nothing quite like a quickly fried egg that was laid just a few days before you stood at the frying pan.
—Kim O’Donnel, A Mighty Appetite
Scrambled — something about yolk kind of gives me the gags. One of my all-time favorite cookbooks, Julia and Jacques Cooking at Home, has something like 4 pages of instructions on how to make the best scrambled eggs. It’s one of the few things I cook that I can feel confident in saying I make very well.
—Kristen Bonardi Rapp, gezellig-girl.com
Lately my favorite way to eat them (for both breakfast and dinner) has been poached, served atop roasted asparagus and grilled bread and topped with parmesan. I also love scrambling eggs with heavy cream and lots of pepper. But my favorite is fried with a very runny yolk, which I’ll put on burgers and in a bowl of grits as well as eat plain.
—Amy Cavanaugh, Ms. Cavanaugh Goes to Washington
On a cheesesteak. Mon Cheri in Georgetown does that and it’s the bomb. In the morning though, when I’m feeling like spicy, scrambled with hot sauce. Otherwise, sunny side up with bread to mop up the yolk.
—Jon Eick, So Good
Poached. I’ve been covering brunch for a year now in this city and it still pains me that only about half of the restaurants know how to poach an egg. There’s nothing worse than an Eggs Benedict with overcooked poached eggs, completely ruins the brunch experience.
—Michael, Brunch DC
Sunny side up, I like them runny. You know, before I moved to the States I didn’t know what that meant, or “over easy” etc, in England we’d just say “fried” or scrambled etc.
@Michael – YES! Getting a non-runny poached egg is one of the worst things that can happen to a person. It’s one of the few things that makes me want to send a dish back.
I couldn’t agree more with Michael. It’s a rare day that I go to brunch in DC and get a well poached egg.
It’s a disaster most of the time. Not sure what’s with this city and not knowing how to post an egg…
Michael hell yea!!! I can’t poach eggs (forgot to mention that) and always hesitate ordering those because when it’s overcooked, it’s just not right!!! Mmm benedict ftw
@Brit – so does that mean that all fried eggs are made runny unless specified?
It basically means you are at the mercy of the person cooking the egg, if you ask for it friend then be prepared for anything!
I’ll take my eggs in a Pavlova for the egg whites, I’ll have a fresh lime curd with the yolks or perhaps a chocolate mousse. Then perhaps save a white for my Earl Grey Martini.
Or an egg sandwich with a fried egg, runny on an English muffin with bacon and cheese please.
I’ll take my eggs and not eat them…I hate eggs and will not eat them unless I’m really starving and barely even then. Yuck!