First things first - make the hollandaise sauce. Because nothing goes better with eggs than three raw egg yolks and a stick of butter. I realized a little late that I should not be eating homemade hollandaise sauce, precisely because of the raw egg factor. Too far committed to back down, I vowed to buy egg beaters for next time.
Put the sliced steak in a Ziploc bag, and trying to ignore all fears about plastics and food safety, place in some simmering water to heat through. This only takes a minute and should probably be saved for the end.
Meanwhile, rinse leftover asparagus of all congealed sauce-goo from the restaurant (it wants a dip in the hollandaise pool, too).
Top the little toasties with warmed steak slices, poached eggs that you forgot to photograph poaching...
...And then with liberal amounts of the raw egg and melted butter delight. Inhale while holding the plate two inches from your face and don't speak or pause until finished.
3 comments:
Holy Crap... REAL FOOD... I'm impressed...Wow... speechless actually.... The presentation is lovely too.
*Nice owl pajamas....
YUM!!!
you are about to convert me to meat!
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