Eggs Griswold

Why Griswold? Because kind of like Benedict, only not as fancy, similar to the current presiding bishop of the Episcopal church in the United States. Basically, poached eggs and buttered English muffins, our old faves from Eggs Ratzinger, but gussied up with thin slices of tomato.* The order of operations I used was cack-handed, but it helped marry the flavors--sliced tomatoes on muffins, then decide to place egg directly on muffin in name of security, then decide to slide one slice of tomato under egg into now re-melted and tomato-infused butter. In any case, not something to eat wearing your new linen pants. You can either huddle over your plate, like a caveman at brunch, or demand a knife and fork. I took one approach, and the cinetrix the other.
*The CSA we belong to lays a dozen very fresh eggs on us every week, thus the Benedict initiative. There are five weeks to go, so expect no more than 30 more posts coupling poached eggs with various ecclesiastical figures.

Comments

[ogic]

Where the hell did you get such tasty-looking tomatoes this time of year, and is their tastiness illusory?

[JL]

Maybe I'm wrong, but I wouldn't be surprised if the answer weren't "location, location, location."

[Fesser]

It is early yet for local tomatoes, but there are decent ones in the markets from fairly close, and a glut of .99/lb tomatoes at the local farmstand. Better yet, a sign of spring is elderly men parking decrepit RVs at remote intersections and selling tomatoes off of a tray. It is a business model that is hard to fathom, though it may be like ice fishing for temperate climes.