David Chang (is it still ok to mention that guy here?) recently made those for his dinner guests.
I can’t even poach an egg to save my life, so that would be the epitome of a savory egg dish to conquer. Looking forward to the eggy fruit of your efforts!
Oh yeah! Y’know, I bought wonton wrappers for lasagna (yeah) — methinks I can use a few for this.
Highly recommend a few indian egg dishes for anyone looking for some twists on the usual
– Masala omelette / parsi omelette — these are delicious, and very easy because they’re intended to be thin. Eat as is or roll into a paratha, tortilla, or scallion pancake. Though I prefer mine with buttery toast.
– Anda bhurji / akuri — masala scrambled eggs
– Egg curry — unlimited versions. All delicious. Especially good with rice, and do yourself a solid and add potato to the curry too.
Seeing a Facebook memory from… oh, 12 years ago re: yet another poaching fail, I think I know myself and my limits well enough at this point. It’s ok. I make other egg dishes well & leave the poaching to folks more adept at it than I.
Shall I start the ball rolling? Matzoh brei with sour cream and ikura - it’s two! two! two eggs in one! Passover is a very eggy holiday, so it makes sense to get started a couple of weeks in advance.
As readers of the Lunch topic might know, Sunday is omelet day, for lunch. They’re usually a little more extravagant than my usual cooking. Today, stage one was havarti and sauteed oyster mushrooms:
{blush} My secret us ultra-low heat, just 1 on my gas range. I like the omelet to be yellow, not brown. Is this the French style?
The ramen isn’t the instant variety. I get packets of fresh ramen noodles from the Japanese market. The packs seem to be individual portions, but they’re too much for me. 1/4 of a packet, maybe a third of a cup, goes into the omelet, and the rest is for lunch later in the week. I really like the mouthfeel of the buttered noodles. Give it a try sometime (maybe with vermicelli if ramen isn’t locally available). ETA: the noodles are cooked before going into the omelet.
There’s a childhood taste memory. My mother used to make these for me sometimes when I was a youngster. A very thin (crêpe-thickness) omelet spread with jam and rolled up.