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Enough with the disclaimer, on to important matters.
Food. Duh.
{What did you think I was going to say? My usual melancholy over the same old abysmal turnout in Tuesday's Elections? The ripple effect of the financial meltdown in the Mediterranean (which has been going on way longer than the last few weeks it has finally made above the fold p.1), how cute and ridiculously entertaining my cats are? Nah, you know all that already.}
BEHOLD (above), friends, the magic of leftovers! Remember last week's easiest chili ever? Here it is again, on an English muffin topped with perfect poached eggs (I am seriously proud of my egg poaching prowess, it should be on my resume) and I will do one post soon on the secrets of the perfect poach. I make good Hollandaise, too, but, well, I do not really like the stuff. So, at home I do cheese, usually Parm. But chili benny calls for dipping into hubby's taco blend.
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| {above} Everything I need (except chili and cheese, still in fridge). Toasted muffin, gorgeous Amish eggs from the Del Ray farmers' market, vinegar (the giant jug I keep under the sink to clean everything), beloved mini long handled strainer (no idea where I got these but I use them all the time), wooden spoon to stir up a vortex int he water and to be nice to my pans, and a tablespoon for the vinegar. On my favorite blue and white dish that hand I hand carried back from Japan. (I think it was $12, in the restaurant district in Tokyo, and made IN Japan, unlike many other dishes there which were made in China. Seriously.) |
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| Large pan, shallow water. And yes, my kitchen is the size of a postage stamp. Best use of nine feet of space. Ever. |
