9.07.2008

toad in the hole.


i did not grow up eating eggs like this one. i went to boston for labor day weekend. (i drove a prius, by the way. it was incredible. someone should buy me one.) lindsey bought all sorts of fancy foods to feed me for breakfast: good coffee, goat cheese brie, ciabatta rolls.

and eggs. probably cage-free, no horomone. but, that's not the point at this moment.

she made a dish called "toad in the hole." i'd seen her do it before, when we were roommates, but, well, she was always eating dinner foods at breakfast, so i ignored much of her morning ritual. i like breakfast at breakfast. and any other time.

she cuts a hole in the bread, and then toasts it in the skillet a bit. then, she cracks the egg into the hole, and fries it there. in the hole. the toad in the hole. ha.

it was super. lindsey said there were other names, but i want to call it "bee in the bonnet."

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Ashley I love your natural food bloggy. Even being the worst disposable-happy city girl, I totally love the idea of an having an urban farm. I bet if all of us houston people where still down south we'd plot out some acreage in Richmond and make our own herbs for all of our potlucks and grow fruits for all of or smoothies and tarts. How wonderful an idea. I may just look into it. Hope you are well. BTW. I am surprised it wasn't Munah who taught you about the toad in the hole.She still makes these too. Love from the Dirty South. Liz

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