Brunching, and a confession about milk

I may have just eaten the best brunch of my life.

Okay, maybe not the best brunch of my entire life, but damn near close. And it was so, so, so easy. I mean, like, I was ravenous and it was still entirely worth it for me to wait on these few pieces to come together.



This is quite possibly the most delicious tomato I've eaten in a long time. Everyone keeps giving me their garden bounty, and how can I refuse such heartfelt gifts? I cannot.

This heirloom was exquisite. Meaty, slice-able, and so juicy. Plus mushrooms and a little spice from a poblano pepper, all under pools of decadent garlic cream sauce. Add poached eggs and some of that bread and that, dear, means Saturday started out well.

Sauteed vegetables with garlic cream sauce and poached eggs

I mean, this is not even a recipe. You know how to saute vegetables. The ones I used were:

shallots
mushrooms
poblano pepper
that beautiful tomato

in olive oil. You know.

To make the cream sauce, I chopped and sauteed three cloves of garlic in olive oil until they turned brown. Probably a tablespoon of olive oil.

Then, because I am a cheater and so lazy, I made (please don't make fun of me (this is the confession part of this entry and you should treat me delicately)) instant milk--like, the powdered kind. One cup of it. I mean, I guess you could do it for real with real whole milk, but I never drink it all so I can't really keep it in the house and powdered milk works just fine for recipes. I wouldn't drink it as a beverage. I mean, I don't really drink cow milk as a beverage either way. (This is the end of the confession.)

Anyway, keep on stirring the garlic in the oil and turn the heat waaaaaay down. Slowly, slowly whisk in the milk. Keep on stirring. I let this simmer for a good five minutes, maybe longer, adding salt and pepper and tasting. It was still thin at this point. Then I added (slowly, slowly, stirring, stirring) about a tablespoon of flour. And then a few grates of some nice white cheddar I found in the fridge. Maybe an ounce? And stirred and stirred and then strained it because there were lots of garlic bits that I didn't actually want to eat.

Then you poach the eggs. I do it--again--the lazy way, where you put a little water in the bottom of the pan and then crack the eggs on top and then put the lid on until they are done.

Then you pile everything all together on the plate and douse it in garlic sauce and then just die of happiness. I wish there were pictures of how pretty the vegetables were before they got all sauced, but that meal is so gone.



Onward to dinner. Mandy is coming over and we are getting serious about the eating. I love today.