You know, when I started this challenge, I was worried that it wouldn’t be difficult enough for me. Bwahahahaha. Oh hubris. Look at me — I make one salad several times week on my own and I think I’m a fucking master chef. But I forgot that I’m rotten luck in the kitchen. As you can tell by my videos, I spend as much time dropping things and searching for wayward ingredients as I do actually being competent.
That’s why the Day Four’s breakfast’s disaster was NOT surprising, but totally disheartening…
It started out okay. I cut a hole in some bread using a shot glass (thanks to whoever suggested that!), it broke the perimeter of the bread, but whatevs, no biggie. I took that hit in stride and continued on. I got the pan all ready, buttered it up and let it get all hot and melty. And when I turned around… the bread was gone. What the! Where? How? Oh…
Sigh. Jackson NEVER takes food off the counter. I think this whole week of yummy smelling happenings just drove him to a life of crime. I get it, dude.
So it’s time to start over. I won’t break the bread this time! See, it was an opportunity to make it better. So cut the hole (again). Get the pan all buttery (again). Flip the bread over once it’s all toasty on one side. Drop the egg in the hole (oops, it overflowed a bit — I think I needed a bigger hole, or a thicker bread). Then cover. And voila!
Round 2 of egg in a hole smelled as good as it looked. I even transferred it to the plate without ruining it. Which is what I was the most worried about. I cut up half of an avocado, because I read that you guys like to eat avocado with your eggs, and that sounded like a good idea. Then I sprinkled it with olive oil and basil, added some salt. But when I reached for the pepper, disaster struck:
The fucking pepper grinder broke in my hands and allllllll the pepper spilled out. Are. You. Fucking. Kidding. Me.
At this point, I just scrapped it entirely. I am super sensitive to pepper. Like, I once ate a bite of my mom’s soup and asked “Whoa my gawd! What did you put in this? It’s SO spicy!” Thinking it had to be some jalapeños, or the world’s spiciest chili, or something. To which my mom answered, “Table pepper.” Oh. I’m a wimp.
I didn’t even want to stick around to see what an ENTIRE pepper grinder’s worth of table pepper would do to me.
I ended up eating plain toast with no holes and no eggs. And every bite went into my mouth.
Not much to say about lunch. It was a banana in a hot dog bun with peanut butter. There are not pictures of it because I made it super-fast and then ate it in the car on the way to the grocery store. Yes… grocery store again. I had to get all the ingredients for Day Four’s dinner.
Dinner (to be continued…)
Usually every Thursday my friend, and cooking challenge recipe-maker, Jessica makes me dinner at her house. So I thought it would be a fun idea for me to make her dinner at her house. “Fun idea” sure… great idea? Eh, you’ll be the judge. Stay tuned for that video.
In the mean time, who was able to successfully eat their eggs in their holes? Who tried the peanut butter banadog? And who wants to adopt a breakfast-stealing pit bull?