Category: egg

Jack-O-Lantern pudding.


When I was little, Bewitched was one of my favorite TV shows. It used to be on in the early afternoons in syndication, on channel 11 or something. I’d rush home from school to try and catch it. I loved Samantha Stevens so much, and I wished I could just wiggle my nose and do magic like her and Tabitha. I even designed some Cupcake Rehab merchandise based on the show’s opening credits. It’s only fitting that I share this photo! Especially since I’m starting to think about what my jack-o-lantern this year will be. Previous years: Edgar Allan Poe, many varieties of cats, Sally from the Nightmare Before Christmas, Oogie Boogie and Jack Skellington (also from TNBC), pipe smoking pumpkins, regular jack-o-lanterns, witches on brooms and many more.

Jack-o-lanterns are kinda my thing.

So, today since we’re talking about jack-o-lanterns, I thought I’d post just a little a short and sweet little DIY/recipe post for you; in true Halloween-y fashion. These jack-o-lantern puddings are actually just pumpkin puddings in cute glasses that I DIY’ed. I mean, what are jack-o-lanterns made of? Pumpkins! Duh.

Jack-O-Lantern puddings! With a DIY for cute jack-o-lantern glasses.

You’ve probably seen this idea or something similar all over the Internet. But do you know how it’s done? Nope- I didn’t buy jack-o-lantern glasses.

And no, I didn’t use a Sharpie.

Jack-O-Lantern puddings! With a DIY for cute jack-o-lantern glasses.

I used black electrical tape.

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Hearty black pumpernickel bread for a freezing winter’s day.

It was so cold, that there was ice caked on the storm windows. It hadn’t snowed (although there was plenty of snow on the ground already), there was just ice. So cold that the heating system couldn’t keep up and the house temperature was about 10 degrees lower than what we set it on. In other words, IT SUCKS.

And here’s the deal: I know cold. I’ve gotten up and gone to school in knee socks and a skirt in cold weather (for 6 years). I’ve walked in cold weather (and in snow) with a portfolio and box of paints, from the train to school and back. I’ve dealt with it. I’ve waited in it. I’ve stood in it. I’ve shoveled snow in it. I know I live in NY and cold weather is part of the deal. But -8° is NOT normal NY weather. That’s some Minnesota/Wisconsin/ mid-western shit. So before anyone says, “OMG Northerner stop bitching, it gets cold up there” just remember that. This is abnormal. We haven’t had temps this low since 1994. Usually we have 30° temps, sometimes 20°, and occasionally- maybe a few days every winter- in the teens. But in the negatives? Uh, no. Understand? Good. Moving on…

Delicious pumpernickel bread.

Anyway Jay had to get up at 5:30 a.m. and be at work by 7, so I of course was awake early. No matter how quiet you are, you will always disturb your significant other when you wake up before them. So despite my efforts to go back to sleep in my warm, cozy bed piled with down comforters and Irish wool blankets with the blinds tightly shut, by 6:45 a.m. I was up, browsing Facebook on my phone, thinking about warming the place up. And by 7:30 I had opened the blinds to see… ice. Remember when I said that sometimes all I did was creep out of bed to bake (or eat) and then I crawled back in? Uh huh.

But I don’t give up easily and so I stayed in bed until almost 9, when I realized I was not falling back to sleep and it hadn’t gotten any warmer out. That’s when I decided to bake.

Baking is awesome in this weather because you can “preheat” your oven a long time in advance. Leave that shit on and have some coffee, watch TV, lazily make your way in to get the flour, the eggs, etc, etc. No rush. And because I have a gas oven, it gets so hot so quick it can warm pretty much the kitchen, dining room and living room (and some of the hallway) immediately. Which is a blessing now, in the summer it’s a different story.

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New beginnings.

“It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.” ― Rainer Maria Rilke

Spring is (obviously) when the earth begins it’s life cycle again. Plants start growing & flowering, grass starts to green up, trees start to bud, & canning season starts to get into high gear when berries start to become readily available. Windows are open, fresh air sweeps out all the musty winter stuffiness. Which is good because around here we’ve been sick on and off all winter. I need some crisp, spring air to push out all the contaminated recycled crap we’re breathing in over & over & over again, thanks to the forced air dry heating systems of the modern world. I’m desperately looking forward to everything about spring this year; all the signs of fresh flowers & vegetables coming, not to mention longer, warmer days & like I said… new beginnings.

The egg has long symbolized newness & new life, and because eggs are in fact not only the vehicle many species take to their new lives but also a food source that sustains life, it only makes sense. Spring brings new life, as do eggs. But they’re also a symbol of fertility, which, long before Christianity, was what spring was also about. Fertile soil, fertile animals, fertile women, etc. All of which brings NEW LIFE. New earth. And so at this time of year it seems only right to celebrate the egg!

Side note: I love how pretty brown eggs are.

My great-grandmother had seven children. She was the New York-born daughter of an Irish immigrant mother who worked as a cleaning lady. They lived in Harlem, and then when my great-grandmother was older they moved to the Bronx, lived in tenements, and she (as her mother before her) did the best she could to make ends meet. One thing she used to make for her children a lot were “googy-eggs”; her term for soft-boiled eggs. I’m not sure where that name for them came from, as Google tells me that googy-egg is an Australian slang-term for “egg.” Which made no sense to me, because I don’t have any Australian ancestry, and I never knew them to know anyone from Australia. But I have noticed other people on the internet calling soft-boiled eggs googy-eggs or googie-eggs, so I Googled a bit further and the best I can figure out is the following:

GOGGIE, n. Also gaggie and curtailed forms gog, gug. A child’s name for an egg (Arg., Lnk. 1954); an unfledged bird, a nestling (Ags. (gug), Kcb., Dmf. (gog) 1954). Cf. obs. n.Eng. dial. goggy, id.
Hence ppl.adj. goggit, gugget, of an egg: fertile, having a chick inside (Ags. 1952 People’s Jnl. (2 Aug.)), esp. in the later stages of incubation. [ˈgɔgi, ˈgʌgi]
*Arg.1 1935:
Come oot wi’ me tae the hen-hoose an’ we’ll gether the goggies.
[Gael. gogaidh, a nursery word for an egg, gog, v., to cackle. Cf. also Guga.]

And this quote from a thread at Straight Dope message boards:

The best I could do is that it’s from the English/Scottish slang term goggie, which is derived from the Gaelic gogaidh. Which isn’t in any Gaelic dictionary I could find, so I’m slightly doubtful.

I’ve never heard of “goggie” (which is far from saying it doesn’t exist) but according to one online Gaelic/English dictionary,

there is a word, “gog”, which (it says, anyway) means “cackle”.

As hens could be said to cackle, maybe there is a connection here. It sounds a bit odd though.

Anyway, my grandma called them “googy-eggs” her whole life as a result, so I’ve come to know soft-boiled eggs as googy-eggs myself. However I’m also certain of one thing: there are lots of terms & phrases (& songs!) used in my family that the rest of the world isn’t familiar with, so therefore I don’t use the description often when talking to people outside “the fold.”

The soldiers part comes from the traditional pairing of these soft eggs with strips of toasted bread, known as soldiers, used to dip into them. They’re also called ‘dippy soldiers.’

I thought I’d give soft-boiled eggs another shot… seeing as how while I really love a good hard-boiled egg, the soft-boiled just never did it for me.

Other side note: organic, pastured eggs have the best orange colored yolks!

Nope, still not a fan.

But maybe you are a fan! So if you’ve never had them, you should try them. Or, if you’ve had them before but not in a long time- now is the time to make them again. From what I hear, it’s the most basic of comfort food. People have said that their grandma’s made this for them, or that it brings them back to being children. What is a better feeling than that, I ask you? This is adapted from a recipe by Cook’s Illustrated; and supposedly it’s the best recipe. Regardless of how many eggs you make, this recipe promises to cook them all the same, so you don’t wind up with one egg hard-boiled, a few soft-boiled and one raw.

We prefer a bit of a firmer yolk, so I let it cook for around 7- 7 1/2 minutes. Do as you wish in that department.

I also love how the coffee is almost the same color as the eggs in these pictures.



  • eggs (as many as you want, it’s usually one per person)
  • toast, cut into strips (again, basically one piece of toast per person)


  1. Place eggs in a saucepan that has 1/2″ to 1″ of boiling water in it (depending on your saucepan, just enough to cover maybe half the egg). Cover, then cook over low heat, 6 minutes.
  2. Once the 6 minutes is up, run the entire pan and eggs under cold water. Drain. Dry off eggs- be careful, they might still be hot.
  3. Slice off the tops and season with salt and pepper. Serve with toast strips, dipping the strips into the “googy-egg” to eat.

Alright, so, yeah I’m still not a fan. Not sold on the soft-egg thing. But I’m told I’m crazy, and that they’re great… so you can make that decision for yourself.

I hope you all enjoy your week. Googy-eggs or not.

That’s one hard-boiled idea.

To be 100% honest, I’m gonna start this off saying: I don’t like egg salad. I never have, I never will. I don’t like anything about it, actually, as a whole. Individually, as single items, all of the ingredients are just fine with me. I like hard-boiled eggs, love mayo, have no problem with salt, pepper, chives, or anything else. But put them together? Nuh-uh. The way it smells even makes me cringe a bit. However, as a cook, you have to sometimes understand that you’ll be making things that you aren’t a fan of. That’s 110% totally okay with me. I make tons of foods I don’t like all the time. I get requests, I make ’em. I know there are some people who are vegetarian, and they won’t even look at, let alone touch meat. That wouldn’t be me. I don’t really like jam or pickles much, to be honest, nor do I like pork products (other than bacon), rhubarb or berries. But I still make ’em, cook ’em or bake with ’em.

No, I’m not just a natural people pleaser. Far from it actually. I just like being in the kitchen & making food. So I’ll use any excuse to do it.

When I made the chive blossom potato salad, I knew there’d be more requests for foods made using either the chive blossom vinegar or the blossoms themselves. I thought I’d try something completely new for me: egg salad. Another stupid easy, stupid quick “salad” to make that’s perfect for this time of year. I mean isn’t this when people start barbecuing, picnicking, and all that? So what I did was I strained the chive blossom vinegar, and kept those mushy, vinegary blossoms for another use. Waste not, want not, right? First, what I did was I let them dry/drain overnight on a little thing I jimmied up using an 8-oz. Kerr jar & a strainer.

Necessity is the mother of invention!

So basically, you can rig it up any way you like to drain them (if you’re using the same blossoms you used for the vinegar, which you don’t have to do), probably even just in a single layer on some paper towels. And then the next morning, I patted ’em off on a paper towel (gently), poured the vinegar that drained off into the little jar back in the original vinegar jar, and then tore up those (mostly) dried blossoms to use in this here salad. It gives an extra tang and the blossoms give it an extra texture. Fresh chive blossoms would work too, and be less “tangy.” But I think the “tang” is kinda the idea here. It adds a little something to plain old run-of-the-mill egg salad. Although I guess you work with what you have and if all you have is fresh chive blossoms, then do as you will.

But you should really check out that vinegar. It’s been a HUGE thing over here in recent weeks. Plus, it’s so pretty. It’d make a great paint color, wouldn’t it? Take note, Benjamin Moore!



  • 6 hard-boiled eggs, peeled
  • 2 tablespoons very finely chopped fresh chives
  • about 4-5 chive blossoms, washed and torn up (preferably the ones used to make the vinegar, but any will do)
  • ⅓ cup mayonnaise (any kind you like, if you want to do reduced fat or fake mayo, go for it)
  • 1 teaspoon sugar
  • Salt & pepper, to taste


  1. Chop eggs into pieces as large or small as you like. Place them in a medium sized bowl. Set aside.
  2. Mix the mayo, sugar, chives, salt, pepper and HALF the chive blossoms in another smaller bowl until thoroughly mixed. Carefully fold the mayo mixture into the eggs little by little. If you chopped your eggs smaller, then you might not want to add the entire mix, it could get too goopy. Everyone here likes a thicker chop on their eggs.
  3. Sprinkle the top of the salad with the rest of the chive blossoms. Serve chilled.

By the way, I totally get that there are some of you that either a) don’t have chive blossoms or b) aren’t into eating them. And that’s cool. Just take ’em out of the recipe and you’ve still got a good basic egg salad. You can also add mustard if you’re into that kinky stuff. Experiment. Have fun. Isn’t that what being in the kitchen is all about?

Meanwhile, I’m plotting chive vinegar pickles. STAY TUNED FOR THAT. I have a feeling it will be epic. Or maybe not all that epic, who knows. We’ll see!