Late night Target runs are my jam, my happy place, my safe haven. When the stress of being responsible for keeping two very little boys safe, fed, entertained, and clean, I’m practically crawling out the door when my husband gets home to escape to Target. And while I was roaming the aisles one night, the idea for hard boiled eggs 5 ways came to fruition.
I didn’t grab a Starbucks that night, or even a cart. I simply wandered the aisles like a lost kitten in a storm. The children had whipped me – they took my soul that day and stomped all over it. Not going to eat this, crying over that, pooping the minute we had to get out the door, tantrums, dirt, boo boos, drool, snot, you name it, I had dealt with it. When their father (that’s what he was to me that night – not my husband or my partner, he was their father) came home, even he suggested I go wander (when a man can pick up on those nonverbal “I need Target” cues, you know it’s written all over your face).
The colors were marvelous. I’d never seen such a beautiful red. I ran my fingers down the aisles of clothing. My senses couldn’t remember the difference between wool and cotton, spandex or lycra, but it all came flooding back. The buzz of the refrigerated food aisle drew me in like a fly. What is this place? Heaven? Yes, it has to be heaven. It’s quiet and the
people angels in clean khakis are asking if I need anything. ME?! I feel like Miss America. I dunno, maybe I’m Mother Theresa. But I’m not frumpy mom, NOPE not tonight.
Eggs. I’m standing in front of eggs. I’m totally zoned out. Where am I again? I think I’m sitting on the beach. No, no, I’m in between the milk and the blueberries. In that moment I realize I hadn’t had dinner myself…or lunch…or…wait, when was the last time I ate? I could totally pound 12 of those eggs in that pretty, non fingerprinted carton. Suddenly I realized hard boiled eggs are exactly what I needed in my life.
I’m alone right now, I can think. I don’t have eat plain hardboiled eggs. STOP, THINK. No one is tugging at your leg – you can concentrate on something other than the garbage truck route, sweeping sand from the corners the house, or finding Gordon from the Thomas the Train set (damn you Gordon, why are are ALWAYS missing?).
YES, hard boiled eggs 5 ways. That’s it! Eureka! You can eat like the sophisticated healthy goddess you are. Avocado stuffed eggs, prosciutto, smoked salmon, kalamata olives, sushi?! Yes, dream big little momma. Dream big.
When your stuck in a hard boiled egg rut, try these hardboiled eggs 5 ways to mix up your snacking/breakfast/lunch game.
Hard Boiled Eggs: 5 Ways
#1. Avocado Stuffed Egg
Slice the peeled, hard boiled egg in half, the mix the yolk a tablespoon or two of avocado.
#2. Italian Egg
Wrap a piece of prosciutto around the peeled egg and secure with a toothpick.
#3. Salmon ‘n Egg
Top the peeled, hard boiled egg with a few slices of smoked salmon and secure with a toothpick.
#4. Greek Egg
Add kalamata olives (or olives of choice) to the peeled, hard boiled egg.
#5. Sushi Egg
Perhaps the most ‘out there’ variation, but oh so tasty. Wet a two paper towels and place two pieces of dried seaweed flakes in between, just enough to dampen. Gently wrap the damp seaweed pieces around the egg, then top with pickled ginger.
There you have it! I felt like John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever as I strutted back to my car. “I still got it. Tomorrow’s going to kick @ss!”
My eggs were revamped, and every inch of those sweet smelling, soft little cheeks were kissed, no matter how many tantrums, poops, or boundary testing episodes we had….and THAT truly is heaven.
Be sure to try these smoked salmon avocado deviled eggs for an extra amazing way to eat and serve hard boiled eggs!