B is, of course, more beautiful. But it also has its faults.
Last week I tried to put hotdogs in my omelet (Picture A)…to considerable success (there was too much cheese).
So I tried doing something similar today (Picture B) — this time, with onions, tomatoes, and less cheese. It was supposed to be uber-amazing, except that I decided to put butter (too much of it) to cook the omelet. I could have just used olive oil to not make the egg stick to the pan. Well, I did use olive oil, but I ran out of it. Thus the butter. Because I didn’t want to use fatty cooking oil.
But the omelet looked and tasted well enough, especially the second serving. The first had all the butter, while the second one only had the remainder of what the first absorbed.
Along with plain rice and whole fried hotdogs, the meal was gooood.
Sometimes, on cold nights, after a long and tiring day, all you want is a quick meal. For me, it means a warm noodle soup is in order.
To get this fix, I use instant mami with two eggs and, if available, onions and carrots and spring onions. I didn’t have carrots tonight. So I just added parsley and rosemary to give it some unusual twist. Plus some black pepper.
Finally I learned that instant mami is best cooked with low heat: eggs just right and, most important, noodles aren’t soggy.
I did my first French toast today yesterday. Too bad I didn’t have cinnamon. But the vanilla and butter and milk turned out okay. I had fun immersing the bread into the egg-milk-vanilla concoction and frying it to a golden brown and somewhat puffed up because of the eggs.
And then I added an omelet for more fun. Plus the yogurt — I don’t actually know why I suddenly threw it on the toast. The combination didn’t seem to go very well, so I immediately scraped it off; yummy.
But the toast wasn’t very good. It only looked very good. I suppose it’s the lack of flavor; cinnamon could really have made it awesome. I settled with honey to sweeten the food. It was okay.
Note to self: Buy cinnamon.
Update: This morning I re-fried the leftover toast. Not much difference from yesterday’s. Then I friend an egg using butter — tasty! And fatty.
My cousin, who’s applying for a job abroad, is going back to the province tomorrow (that is, later, because it’s already 1:55 am). After having her do some paperwork here in Manila, the employment agency will just call her in about two weeks for updates.
So I thought I could prepare a small party for my cousin and one of our high school batchmates who’s now also a Manila resident.
Of course, I cooked some pasta and the special cheesy omelette. I’ve done them several times before (especially the omelette), and this time they were quite an improvement.
I’m not quite there yet with regard to the pasta (with beef and mushroom); I lacked more sauce. But it was good enough, considering the experiment of adding the dwarf tomatoes.