I had eggs for lunch today; my body usually craves eggs (and/or orange juice) when I’m feeling a little under the weather. I was alone, and bored, so I snapped a picture of it to shove into the endless #thingsieat feed on Instagram. I remember loathing people who took photographs of what they ate, but somehow I’ve started doing it too.
Back to the eggs. I don’t eat meat and I don’t eat fish, so eggs are a no-brainer when I’m out of inspiration and need to stock up on the proteins. As a child, my mother used to cook me an œuf à la coque (that’s fancy french for soft-boiled egg) for breakfast every couple of days. When I left home to go to uni (almost 10 years ago), I stopped having eggs for breakfast. Quite honestly, I think I never thought about it again. That was until a memorable vacation in Brussels a couple of years ago, when I spotted my delicious œuf à la coque in the breakfast buffet. Have you watched Pixar’s Ratatouille? Remember when Anton Ego tastes Rémy’s ratatouille for the first time and flashes on his childhood memories of his mother’s cooking?
That’s basically how I felt in Brussels. Since then, I’ve gotten back into the habit of cooking myself a soft-boiled egg every other morning.
This still doesn’t explain what this blog is about though.
Well, when I was eating my sunny-side ups at lunch earlier today, I remembered I had eaten a soft-boiled egg yesterday. According to my boyfriend, D., that would mean I’ve almost reached my 3-4 weekly egg allowance. I started thinking about egg recipes and egg myths – such as: you’re not supposed to have more than x eggs a week – and realized how little I actually knew about eggs.
Although I love cooking, it will come as a surprise to many that I’ve often thought about taking it up professionally, or at least blogging about it. Since my skills are very basic and there are plenty of fascinating foodie blogs out there, I’ve avoided embarrassing myself and thought it better to avoid acting upon my hidden dreams. (OK, totally exaggerated there, but you get the picture.)
There is no good source out there about eggs. Sure, there’s Wikipedia and some blogs but – at least from my quick search – I haven’t found the ultimate cyberspace on eggs. If you do, just don’t tell me about it – just let me live my dream, man.
How awesome would it be if you could put all the info there is to know about eggs under one url? From nutritional aspects to popular myths, from quick recipes to elaborate meals? So here, I thought: I want to be an expert on eggs. I want to learn everything there is to know about them and become a true chef when it comes to whipping up an egg recipe.
It’s quite random, but let me give it a shot.
If you have any suggestions for this blog or particular feelings about eggs, please feel free to comment below.
*Oh, and in case you were wondering, yes – this blog’s name is inspired by The Beatles’ I am the Walrus song.