Our awesome friends Taylor and Sara got married just over a year ago, and they gave me an awesome pan when we were there, in which I cooked these badass eggs. Simmered slowly in butter to avoid browning, then covered for a bit to sheen over the yolks, these eggs were fucking dope.
I hit em with some capers and blazing hot black butter (not pictured) which kind of finished up the cooking process on top. I loved this pic though with the mirror finish yolks.
Salty, rich, nutty, simple, and ill. My kind of breakfast.
You know I did dude. I snuck some of the leftovers into my ramen for lunch though.
Chicken tacos. Peach salsa. Cumin crema.
Sunday galette. Heirloom tomato, chevre, grilled corn.
Rustic ass charcoal starter.
Hatch chile cheese grits and overnight smoked pork shoulder. Paired with a High Life, it’s game time.
Soon, I will post something important.
Until then, house cured and peach wood smoked Berkshire belly in my iron skillet. AKA bacon in a pan.
Chocolate chip bacon cookie dough.
Yeah. I did it.