I'm resurrecting this post from February 27, 2015 today, since I have yet another technique or two for making the "Cowboy Omelette" a la my friend Vann Yates. In spite of the fact that my friend Vann had been brutally murdered in North Carolina only that January before in 2015, I still had some fun writing that post...coming up on three years ago now. It brought Vann closer and my friend Nadine back too!
Interestingly, I kept looking at the spelling and wondered if I had it correct. I'd spelled it a variety of different ways in that old post. Evidently you can spell "Omelette" two different ways, as I have here AND "Omelet!" Now apparently, there are differences in both meanings, but either one is acceptable-go figure!
Today Vann and Nadine are close again!
I wonder what tomorrow will bring?
Enjoy and I'll be back!
Happy Monday!
Stirring the Other Side-February 27, 2015-I've never been a big breakfast person, but lately I've been enjoying a poached egg from time to time. Usually, I put it on top of some spinach/artichoke dip I like to make and it becomes a "faux" Eggs Sardou. The other morning, two of my people on the other side collided.
You see, Nadine had given me the egg poacher. Every time I use it she is close. Then, there's Vann. During one of our stateside/France telephone conversations, Vann asked: "Do you know how to make a 'cowboy omelette', Laury?" I didn't, so he explained that you: "take a piece of white bread, use a glass or something and cut out a hole in the middle, put a litle butter in your frying pan and crack your egg right into the hole." It sounded like fun, so I tried it and even shared a Cowboy Omelette breakfast with Jean.
Yesterday I decided to make a couple variations to Vann's recipe: poached egg not fried and wheat grain toast not white. Nadine would have been fine with that, but I can hear Vann screaming now: "What kind of eggs?; What kind of bread?; and, Are you out of your mind, Laury?" But he knows me, I'd just go on and do it whether he liked it or not. (I loved him very much, but we were very different people.)
If I say so myself, it was pretty wonderful. The fun thing about both versions is that after you make the hole you have a little round piece of bread left over. Fried or hot out of the toaster, I usually sweeten up that little circle with a nice jam and maybe some butter.
Hmm, maybe I should call my version the "Cowgirl Omelette". Vann would "get a giggle" out of that, but I think for Nadine it would have to be "Cow-woman".
I miss you Nadine and Vann, but stop back by for breakfast anytime!
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