Herbie Mann Comin' Home

Saturday, January 22, 2011

The 100-Dollar Poached Eggs


They were very good.  A choice was given between on the hard side or should we go softer, which is the method I prefer, the yoke being liquid and sloppy so as to give a gastronomic reason for the artisan bread with its peek-a-boo texture holes.

And there were garlic smashed potatoes, as well, your basic red potatoes not so much 'smashed' as 'distressed' so that the skin breaks like chapped hands, but with tender baby-cheek-sized white starch mingling in its fall-off separation with that very skin rubbed with herbs and kosher salt.  And garlic.

The coffee was also very good, served by a perky, shaved-head waiter with fashionably thin glasses and a good sense of humor, a great rhythm to his friendly patter, which made me open the discussion when the breath seemed right to deal with the relative social behaviors attendant on men's urinals having privacy splash-guards, versus a more trendy, 'open-minded' style of bathtub-trough, shoulder-to-shoulder presentations.

If I were a sociology teacher, I suppose I could've assigned a poll to be taken.  

It was, it really was, an 'educable moment'.


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10 comments:

  1. Like I said somewhere earlier this week, there's nothing like writing about good food, except for eating it! Sloppy eggs and coarsely textured toast is one of my favorite things in the whole world.

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  2. Are you talking about politic? it' s the same cooking in France, we have the choice between many recipes of eggs, but ours are hollow..Bon appétit.

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  3. Tess,

    Breakfast on, Tess, breakfast on!

    Trulyfool

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  4. Isabelle,

    I hadn't thought 'politics', but I could probably do a comparison. There're some things 'socio-economic' running through these runny eggs!

    The thing about food, though, is that it's 'there'. Politics is an art of 'not being anywhere', but appearing on stage nevertheless -- a ghost meal.

    TFool

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  5. Um. If "...a gastronomic reason for the artisan bread with its peek-a-boo texture holes" has any correlation with "...the relative social behaviors attendant on men's urinals having privacy splash-guards, versus a more trendy, 'open-minded' style of bathtub-trough, shoulder-to-shoulder presentations..." then I think I'll pass on breakfast tomorrow and head straight to Brunch.

    Gin & Tonic, anyone?

    Rick

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  6. Rick,

    One can't hold a good mind in check. Luckily the correlation was not to the yoke!

    Trulyfool

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  7. Karin,

    As to dessert, the table had already, first, ordered a sack of kitchen-made 'donut holes' shaken in a bag with sugar and cinnamon.

    I held back on seconds of the holes, just content to swipe my moist forefinger through the sugar.

    TFool

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  8. Suz,

    Okay, okay. No more such talk.

    But I've sworn off the gin and tonic!

    Trulyfool

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