Blowing Up Eggs All Over the Place

Egg and cheese on a bagel.

from districtgourmet.com

from districtgourmet.com

This has been one of my comfort foods since I learned how to make one at my first job, schlepping bagels at a local shop. Ironically, I didn’t particularly like the job (people get really cranky if you mess up their cup of joe or bagel proclivities), yet this sandwich remains unscathed by any negative associations. Its positive connotations could come from the fact that it gave me a niche in my kitchen at home. No one could slice, butter, peel back melted cheese from the two waiting bagel halves to insert the egg like I could. Or it could just be the crunchy shell encasing the squishy gluten sandwiching the ooey gooey cheese melded with the fluffy egg.

The only drawback to this soul-satisfying ritual is exploding the egg in the microwave.

We used to have the perfectly shaped Tupperware container, molding the egg into a precise bagel-sized perimeter. If the lid was fitted on slightly askew, the steam would escape, the egg would cook, and you’d be good to go. However, close the gap too much, the steam could not escape; too little, egg splatters would escape. Such a quandry. Sometimes even with that perfect Tupperware and certainly with the smaller glass dish I’ve replaced it with, the steam blasts the lid clear off and sprays egg schrapnel all over the inside of the microwave.

Such was the case this morning.

As my crisp toast gently warmed my swiss cheese by osmosis, I cleaned the inside of the microwave. I gathered the flaccid little bits of egg that hung forlornly in my fingertips – because have you ever tried to wipe a bit of egg? – all while wishing I was already sinking my teeth into its tender gooiness.

And I thought, as my microwave approached its cleanest state in months, I’ve been blowing up eggs all over the place lately. In every sense of the word. See, the only reason I’ve reinitiated this comfort food ritual as a second breakfast in true hobbit fashion as of late is because of the fertilized egg growing inside me. I’ve returned to the prenatal craving of carbs and all things yellow/beige. I get two-thirds of the way through this delicious carb/protein fest and lament that it cannot last forever. I truly think I’d make another sandwich right away if I didn’t mean cleaning the microwave again.

The build up of steam and fire power inside that little Tupperware and the resultant shock of the pop as the lid flies loose is not unlike the advent of this pregnancy. It makes our life a little bit messier than it was already with three children. But I have the feeling it’ll be clean and smooth when all is said and done. There will be ooey gooey comfort and warm feelings way down inside. It will be as satisfying as finally sinking my teeth into that crispy yet soft soul food sandwich.

An explosion can change all matter involved. It can forever alter the blast site. It can also clear the way for new and wonderful things.

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  1. Danielle

     /  November 12, 2015

    Awesome metaphor!

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  2. Oh wow. Congratulations! This post seriously made me crave a bagel sandwich, though I firmly DO NOT have a a fertilized anything in utero. Good vibes and happy human growing. Love, one egg-blower-upper to another.

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  3. Congratulations Jennifer. I have to say that I’ve never heard of egg and cheese in a bagel, but that is simply a sign of kiwi lack of experience with bagels. They don’t go far beyond cream cheese and maybe salmon. 🙂

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    • Jennifer Butler Basile

       /  November 12, 2015

      Thank you, Cate! I appreciate it. If ever we meet Kiwi-side or otherwise, I’ll make you one!

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  4. Did I read that right? Are you pregnant? Danielle

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  5. Congrats on your pregnancy. As for the microwave egg-splattering, well, let’s just say it can get messy, for sure, but when you get it right, it’s deliciousness!

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  6. Julie

     /  November 12, 2015

    You have been blessed with another miracle! You’ve got this! You also have three little Mommy’s there to help. There’s nothing like a built in babysitter that the older siblings provide 😊

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    • Jennifer Butler Basile

       /  November 12, 2015

      Thank you so much. I definitely know you know of what you speak! It is a miracle. I try to stay focused always on the blessing.

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  7. Oy, congratulations on the egg-making! Yay!

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