Thursday, 16 September 2010

Magpie Tales #32 Eggs


In the days when I could still eat eggs without them causing discomfort – it's not an allergy that developed but an intolerance – I cooked them in many different ways. I loved to have cheesy scrambled eggs on hot buttered toast but was never particularly fond of omelettes - they always seemed rather rubbery but that was probably the way I overcooked them. 
Fried eggs were tasty but cooking the white while keeping the yolk soft was a knack and one I still strive to acquire when I prepare them for my family. Poached eggs were easier though inclined to stick to the pod. Putting them straight into boiling water avoided that but resulted in messy looking eggs with globular yolks and untidy straggly whites. They still tasted the same on toast with ground pepper and perhaps a little salt.

Shrove Tuesday was always fun – I was an expert pancake tosser and none of them ever landed on the floor or stuck to the ceiling. Lemon juice and sugar made them tangy and sweet and I made piles of them until everyone was sated.

Soft-boiled eggs with soldiers were always welcomed by all the family – there aren't many occasions when playing with your food is acceptable. Tapping the shell with the back of a spoon and peeling the top off to reveal the treasure within felt naughty but was allowed. How else could you reach the glorious food inside? Removing and eating a slice of white disclosed the sunny yellow. Crisp toast fingers were dipped into the golden runny yolk within its firm soft white and finally the whole of the rest of the egg was scraped out of its shell, every mouthful to be savoured. One boiled egg was wonderful but two were a prize that would keep even the most active child feeling satisfyingly replete until lunch time. The concluding joy was to reverse the eggshells in the cups and pretend that they were as yet uneaten. No-one was ever fooled but it was a harmless ritual that always made everyone smile. I learned the hard way when very young and not yet married that soft-boiled eggs cannot be kept warm in the water they've been boiled in!

Hard-boiled eggs were a different experience, the yolk now firm and crumbly, like cheese though tasting quite different. They could be sliced into salads, mixed with cress into sandwiches, curried, coated in a mixture of breadcrumbs and spices or simply eaten whole, a small and satisfying snack.

Eggs to be hard-boiled must be watched carefully for the water can boil away very quickly. One day I had set eggs to boil and then been distracted. I was upstairs and had forgotten all about them until I detected a rather strong odour and almost instantly heard a loud report. I hurried down to the kitchen to be met by a new style of home decoration. Blobs and gobbets of yellow and white adhered to all surfaces adjacent to the cooker. Even the ceiling was attractively transformed into a miniature depiction of stalactites.

I've never attempted soufflés!

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17 comments:

  1. Oh, how you must miss eggs. I got hungry for them while I was reading. I laughed about the egg explosion! What a mess.

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  2. I can relate! I've forgotten those eggs boiling on the burner way too many times.

    Nicely written ........

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  3. Eggs are one of my most favorite things to eat...I loved how you described all the ways the egg can be prepared-and the hard boiled story made me laugh. I've never done that as I don't trust myself to NOT get distracted while cooking (a fire taught me that) and so I carry my little lemon timer with me as I go about the house...an hourglass type of timer wouldn't work as it's too quiet. hahah Fun Magpie-fun read.

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  4. I love eggs. And I am going to the kitchen right now to have some hard boiled eggs for supper. Oops, sorry! You inspired this sudden craving for the white and the sunny yolk!

    And I will try not to forget about them.

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  5. And here's me, thinking I was the only one who ever exploded an egg! LOL :)

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  6. I just love eggs so thanks for the mouth watering descriptions! I watched some baking competition programme the other day in which the contestants had to make a souffle. It made me want to have a go.

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  7. Oh-and I just remembered an egg explosion of my own-years ago when on supply in a nursery, I was given the task of cooking a cake with a small group-easy enough I thought. I gave an egg to a small girl, not realising she wouldn't know what to do. She looked at it for a moment, then gave it a good squeeze-resulting in egg on my face!

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  8. What a terrific read this is! Love the way you described each method of egg cooking - I remember when my mother got her first microwave and was committed to poaching a perfect egg inside that huge device. After dozens of exploded eggs, we reverted to scrambled. You've cooked up a bundle of memories with this!

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  9. I must confess, I detest eggs...all ways.
    But I could listen to you talk about them all day, especially the exploding kind.

    Rene

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  10. You know, I think I could eat eggs every day. I love eggs.

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  11. I am dizzy now I didn't realize that there were so many egg preparations !
    I love them all, except what they call here "pain perdu" = lost bread, which is a slice of old bread drown in eggs, sugar (!) and milk and fried in a pan ! yikes ! children love it though

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  12. I'd never attempt a souffle. Plain old scrambled eggs are interesting enough for me. My hard-boiled eggs have exploded a few times. Unless I set a timer, I tend to forget all about what's on the stove.

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  13. This read brings bk such memories. I haven't tried a soft boiled egg in awhile. I need 2.

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  14. mmm...would love a good omelet this morning...rather hungry now...would def miss eggs...nice mag!

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  15. How unique you are to think of an egg timer with the prompt's image! Your whole piece was so interesting and sometimes comical that I enjoyed myself fully!

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  16. lovely ode to eggs! I partial to fritattas myself! not so eggy and filled with lots of good stuff! great post!

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