The last week and a half have been a blur. There's nothing like a move to make you realize how much stuff you have. And that's not counting the stuff that hasn't arrived yet, because it didn't fit on the moving trucks (yes that's trucks in plural). We've been cleaning, opening boxes, moving furniture, unpacking, cleaning, moving furniture, dealing with contractors, setting up a new household, etc. There definitely hasn't been much cooking going on. That said the kitchen finally looks like a kitchen and this morning I decided to make hard boiled eggs. The boiling was fine but it was a half an hour before Amaya and I were able to start peeling. We only got half the eggs peeled, enough for her and me before we had to start racing around to get her ready for camp. Alex was hanging pictures and over the course of the next 45 minutes I finally got the last few eggs peeled for him.
I knew he had to run out the door to get Amaya to camp and go to Lowes so my original idea of deviled eggs was out. We were already verging on late and I needed quick and tasty. Hence the not so deviled eggs. I split each one in half and doused the yolk with a few drops of Steve's hot sauce. I gave each one a schmear of mayo and threw them on a plate for Alex. He upgraded them with a few grains of truffle salt. They may not be pretty but he ate them so fast and with such a big smile on his face that I knew they had to be delicious. Necessity really is the mother of invention.
Years Past
July 2, 2009
