The other day, while I was in Paris, I visited Sacha. When I opened his fridge it was bare, except for half a cup of coffee and about the same amount of soup, plus some day old baguette. In the cupboard he had rice and pasta. Talk about the starving artist. So like any any mother who cares about her child, I went to the grocery store with the goal in mind to stuff that Boy-Boy's fridge.
One recipe I made was my version of Egg Muffins, except I used the day old baguette he had on the counter.
First I rubbed olive oil inside the cupcake tin, then I added olive oil on the sliced baguette. I put one piece of baguette in the oiled tin, then added some chunky tomate sauce, followed by a generous pinch of grated cheese, I used comté, but any cheese will do. Next add the second slice of oiled baguette and follow with a generous soup spoon full of whipped (four or five) eggs with a pinch of salt and pressed garlic.
I baked it (375°) until the aroma called my attention.
Sacha called to say that when he opened his fridge he wanted to cry he was so happy, "I stood their eating away, it was pure pleasure! I didn't know where to start, so I just started."
He ate all the Egg Muffins standing at the fridge.
Hunger does that to an appetite.
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