Breakfast is the best meal of the day.
I love breakfast so much that often I have breakfast for dinner.
What I adore about cooking in my teensy test kitchen is that I don't need a lot of fancy gadgets to make really fresh, really wonderful dishes.
Gadgets are great and I am amazed at how they can make your time in the kitchen simpler, faster and easier.
But they are expensive, they take up space (which is at a premium in my itty-bitty Brooklyn apartment) and you don't really need them.
Accoutrements are delightful, but not an absolute for great meals.
Today I was in the mood for eggs, but I didn't want your average eggs over easy and a couple of pieces of buttered toast. I wanted something brunch-y like Eggs Benedict.
However, I didn't want to spend an hour in the kitchen stirring up Hollandaise and I didn't have any Canadian bacon or English muffins.
What I did have was some eggs, some polenta that I'd molded after making a yummy dish of polenta with wild porcini and sage butter, some salsa and some fresh tomatoes from my garden at 611.
Voila! Eggs Maria.