Wednesday, March 14, 2012

OccupyEggs4

Did someone donate these dozens and dozens of eggs? “No, you could say they were remaindered. I rescued them from the garbage, one of the grocery store's dumpsters had a caseload, there must have been upwards of 25 dozens. None of the cartons, none of the eggs were even broken. But Josh and I smelt them and we broke open a few to check and they smell fine. So as long as you cook them thoroughly you'll be fine.”

But she hadn't cooked them fully, considered cooked yolk a waste of her own cholesterol allowance, so sunny-side up the first time in the Occupy Kitchen, then deep fried in super-hot oil, the white crusted, the yolk warm but uncooked, and later fried whole in their shells, the white rubbery, runny and the yolk again warm and uncooked, pasting the insides of her mouth with that full yolky taste so rare in American eggs or even Indian ones, these days.

With the deep-fried eggs, she'd struggled single handedly, alternating the scissors and her fork in her right hand to cut the egg and bread and red peppers and then scoop it all to her mouth, until she realised with the last bite that for some length of time now she had been looking only at her plate – the yolk cascading down the bubbled and crisped egg-white, the red bell peppers with their flecks of black skin and bits of chopped garlic embedded in the flesh, the multigrain bread now soaked in the liquid from the peppers and the oil and yolk, she hadn't been reading the book still propped open in her left hand.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

From Anonymous Jokey Indian:
I read OccupyEggs4 because of my love for fried egg sandwiches. Loved the imagery.
Ironic that this was the first email I saw this morning. Yesterday, after eating a fried egg sandwich for lunch, I was doubled up with pain. Intense, visceral pain as if somebody had sucker punched me. When it lasted more than a couple of hours, I checked myself into the Kaiser ER and was in the hospital till late last night while they ran a bunch of tests on me.
Turns out, it was acidity which they have controlled with medication.

Ranjeet said...

@ Anonymous Jokey Indian
Aapke baara baj gayein? Quiche wajein say? Sorry to hear about your eggstraordinary suffering. With your insides all scrambled, you must feel really yolky. As a hard-boiled lawyer, shelly there is somebody you can sue using your legal albumen anda tortilla law? Not to worry, things will get baida.