Earlier this year, I started saying no. No to promoting food-related gadgets, because I live in a New York small apartment with limited storage. No to promoting food samples, because the pay isn’t great and the contests aren’t worth my time. No to writing reviews for below-average cookbooks, because the pay isn’t great. No to freelance design, because I design full-time during the weekday. No to doing more social media, because it’s time consuming. No to special theme Saturday brunches requiring me to discard the one day a week of sleeping in without an alarm clock. And, no to developing an editorial calendar for this food blog. I’m doing nothing with my extra time, and it feels good to be too selfish.
Quite a few years ago, a friend in my undergraduate printmaking class made a simple observation. She mentioned I have fewer problems with difficult printing techniques, but the easy techniques cause me the most trouble. She found the insight about my simple printmaking problems amusing.
Once again, making an omelet is fairly simple for most people, but it causes me problems. My version sticks to the pan and tears easy. The chopped vegetables spill out of the folded egg. With an aversion to runny eggs, a gorgeous, fluffy omelet ends up turning into a rubberize brown. Hope is lost and the omelet gets scrapped into a scramble. It’s tasty, but the elegance is lost. I do trust my skills in making omelets are improving. Until that day in the near future arrives, the frittata will continue to be an easy adaption to my shortcoming of making an omelet. Read more →
My mother was known for her pancakes and waffles, but my father was known for his savory breakfast of eggs, sausages and cheese. I still remember him passing me a breakfast sandwich wrapped in wax paper as we quickly rushed out the door for school. His version had toasted bread, tomatoes, eggs and bacon. Admittedly, I didn’t like it, because I have an aversion to running eggs. In addition, the flavors were probably too much for my young palate. Now, I enjoy making these sandwiches and wrapping them in wax paper, especially when the boyfriend has a busy morning appointment. The version pictured with this post was made with homemade biscuits, in which the biscuits are a weekend treat. A weekday version is made with wheat bread from a bakery that is lightly toasted.