For my birthday this past weekend I took a trip to Hendersonville, NC to do nothing but cook, write, and just relax. One of my favorite recipes I worked on developing while up there was this simple but perfect little egg number.
Eggs en cocotte is an old French breakfast dish of eggs baked in cocottes or more commonly, ramekins. One of the most fun parts is that you can have all manner of goodies tucked underneath the eggs such as caramelized onions, mushroom duxelle, meat, or cheese. I like to keep it simple with just some proscuitto. But the sky truly is the limit here.
Within the last couple of years cacio e pepe has become such a culinary buzzword. Every pasta-driven instagram posts it almost on a daily basis. I’ve seen people say cacio e pepe is the new alfredo, whatever that means.
Like any hot trend there has been some elitism that has rode alongside it. From arguing the pronunciation to claiming if you don’t have pecorino made with milk from a virgin sheep that is then processed by the spirit of nonnas past then you’re doing it wrong.
While you do want to make everything right and perfect as possible, here’s the deal. Cacio e pepe=cheese and pepper. That’s the literal translation. You know what tastes great with cheese and pepper? That’s right, mother-hecking buttermilk biscuits!
The true beauty of this drop biscuit recipe is there isn’t an intense amount of work to it. Once your oven’s preheated the whole thing takes about 15 minutes. What could be better???
P.S. this is a small batch recipe that makes about 6-8 biscuits. Feel free to multiply for more goodness!
Truth be told I’m not the best about eating breakfast. I’m really bad about opting to sleep every available second during the work week and end up running out the door in a rush. As sad as it is to say, a good breakfast has become a bit of a weekend indulgence for me.
For my latest indulgence I wanted to go full country and make a broke and southern staple, fried bologna. It’s a similar concept to fried ham steak or bacon in that it’s crispy, salty, meaty goodness, just a little more humble. Like any good breakfast sando we have plenty of melty cheese and an overeasy egg on top. And then because I can’t help myself and love a good condiment; we have maple-mustard mayo to cut through the richness and add a little kiss of sweetness, like any good morning should have.
Lately my life has been about the hunt for convenience. Between a new job, studying for my second licensing exam for my new job, housework, and making more time for the gym I need grab and go food anywhere I can get it.
That being said one of my biggest weaknesses going about my day is making sure I eat breakfast, let alone a balanced one.
Enter: frittata muffins. It’s so simple it’s genius and stupid at the same time. All you do is cook off some veggies/meat, mix it with eggs and cheese, and then pour into cupcake tins and bake. I’m kinda kicking myself I didn’t do it sooner.
For my cupcake tin’s maiden voyage I decided to go with turkey sausage and a vaguely French inspired veggie mix and spinach, (see the previously mentioned attempt at being healthier), and some mascarpone and parmesan because we love ourselves.
This recipe was born of two realizations: 1. The blog had a gross and negligent amount of both sweet and breakfast items, not to mention sweet breakfast items. 2. My life had a gross and negligent amount of churros in it.
So in other words, creating a recipe that encourages the flavors of churros and Mexican hot chocolate for breakfast, but with all the ease of French toast was my destiny.
For me this recipe 100% works even if you don’t have the biggest sweet tooth because the chocolate drizzle uses dark chocolate and enough spice to balance out the cinnamon sugar the toast is dipped in. This recipe was totally experimental for me, but seeing my boyfriend inhale 3 super-sized slices in one sitting told me everything I needed to know.
This year for Thanksgiving my boyfriend went over to his parents’ house. Instead of the usual turkey there was a giant and too delicious for words ham. Normally I am not a big ham eater. I can’t put my finger on why, it just never really appealed to me. But this ham, oh man this ham. It was so juicy and sweet and I could not get enough.