RELAXING ON THE WEEKEND...
Brunch is a loved meal that doesn't get eaten nearly often enough. It spells S-L-O-W. Relaxed. No rush. Picking and choosing as in, "There's too much to choose from!" Shades of a string quartet bowing off in a corner. An attractive guy in a long apron at your elbow, murmuring, "More coffee? Champagne?" Unfortunately, we go out for brunch most of the time--and spend a bundle, too. We sort of assume it's too much trouble to cook or maybe even to entertain midday on the weekends, but I enjoy it. (Even for just two.)
Add to the pull toward the middle of the day menu that I am crazy about eggs. One of my really good friends says, "I never met an egg I didn't like." That's about the size of it. If you don't believe me, you'll have to see some of the things I do with eggs.
This is my Oven-Baked Vegetable Soup with Poached Egg
or my Porridged Eggs, which are eggs cooked in oats stove top:
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