Whimsy should never be lost.
I’m sure all children are whimsical, to some degree anyways. At what point does one lose that spark, that vitality? I feel as though I woke up one day and suddenly, the world was overstated.
I think it’s all about asking “How?” and “Why?” Once you start to understand the cause and effect nature of things, the source of things, the transparency and evanescence of your own existence, there is no such thing as taking an experience or product at face value. And I resent this.
Maybe through baking, and other private hobbies, we regain our lost passions. I know that there’s no time I feel more at ease, and more creative, than in my kitchen alone. I feel as though ingredients suddenly become versatile and new, combinations are obvious, flavors are intricate and immediate.
But enough semantics, let’s get cooking.
I found a recipe for these egg clouds over on Reddit FoodPorn (yes, I subscribe), and it struck me as an elegant and creative way to start the morning. And, I thought, what if they were little clouds atop which veggie boats could surf? Whimsy, pure and delicious.
5 eggs, separated
1/4 tsp salt
Separate eggs into two bowls. In a metal bowl (important), whip egg whites until they start to foam. Add in salt, sprinkling it over whites until they start to thicken and form stiff peaks. It should take about 1 1/2 minutes.
Spoon whites onto greased baking sheet, or silicon baking mat, into cloudy mounds. Drop egg yolks, one at a time, directly on top of each mound, making sure they are contained within the whites. Bake at 450 degrees for 5-6 minutes, until tops are browned but not burnt.
3 large cherry tomatos, halved
mayonnaise or hummus, for filling
A small cucumber
Toothpicks, or wooden skewers
Fill tomato halves with mayo or hummus. Use a vegetable/potato peeler to get small slivers of cucumber. Use a toothpick to create a small sail and secure the tomato to and cucumber. Place atop egg clouds and have yourself a fanciful and whimsical breakfast.
I didn’t have much time this morning to fully appreciate these little creations. But I did eat them with some Owen Pallett playing from my nearby laptop. And then The Smiths “Half A Person” came on and I instinctively had a mini morning-kitchen-awkward-dance-moment. Hopefully this breakfast inspires a similar degree of spontaneity in you.