Breakfast for Breakfast

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When I woke up this evening I felt like eating some breakfast, damn it.  Sausage and eggs with some veggies on the side sounded really good.  Since I had already washed and cut up some broccoli before I went to bed, hubby was already roasting some broccoli in the oven when I got up.  Here’s the quick and dirty “recipe”:

  • Preheat oven to 425 F.
  • Wash 1 large head of broccoli and cut into small florets. Dry thoroughly.
  • Drizzle with a good amount of extra virgin olive oil and season with salt and pepper.  Place the prepared florets on a foil-lined baking sheet.
  • Put in oven for 25-30 minutes, flipping the florets every 10 minutes, until browned to your liking.

I wanted scrambled eggs (as did the 5-year-old) but my hubby wanted the 5:10 eggs we had at Momofuku Ko.  Um, you can make it yourself.  Which he proceeded to do with smashing success.  Here are his 5:10 eggs unshelled, post ice bath:

 

I made scrambled eggs fried in butter (so much more pedestrian) for myself and the 5 year-old.  After the eggs were finished, I fried up some Bratwurst sausages.  While the sausages were browning, I chopped up some tomatoes and avocado and thinly sliced some shallots.  I placed the sliced shallots in a small ramekin with some balsamic vinegar and let the shallots steep for 5-10 minutes to take away some of the sharpness/spiciness.  Then, I tossed the shallots in with the avocado and tomatoes, seasoned everything with salt, pepper, and a drizzle of olive oil and plated our dishes.  Here’s mine:

Hubby’s plate: 

Hubby and I thought his 5:10 egg looked like Pac-Man but our 5 year-old proclaimed that it was a “barf egg.”

Here’s the 5 year-old’s plate: mini scrambled egg, mini Bratwurst, and some seaweed salad.  I’m too embarassed to write what was on my two year-old’s plate.  Let’s just say that he’s a carb-addicted vegetarian that doesn’t eat any vegetables.

And, yes, we do cram ourselves around a tiny Ikea table covered with Captain Underpants stickers to eat dinner.  I wouldn’t have it any other way.