Welcome to Saturday Supper, where your host, I, Yifan, will attempt to coerce serendipity to grace my cooking by trying everything wrong and hoping something goes right. Today's dish is an egg-and-potato omelette pie, garnished with red peppers and spices.
Imagine my surprise when this thing actually held together upon cutting out a slice. It started off all oozy and then became all clumpy. Now it's solid? Frigging eggs, how do they work?
The vision was more or less something like the above, which has a rather doughy consistency due to pouring copious amounts of mashed potato powder into the egg batter. Turns out I was a bit too copious when I started off and that ended up with something more like scrambled eggs...
Turns out you can mess up any dish with eggs in it and turn it into scrambled eggs. Maybe. One of these days, I'm going to try to bake a cake and end up with scrambled eggs.
So another batch of eggs (a batch, by the way, is two eggs), and this time less potato. It almost worked out, except I got overzealous with the flipping and ended up with only half of it flipped over. So basically I got myself an omelette, which was about the right consistency but the wrong shape. I was about to consider that a success, but then I thought, well, that would be like making a gingerbread house with all the right textures but looking like Stonehenge. Gingerbread Stonehenge...I might consider that.
Again, you can't believe that I do these kinds of things intentionally. I might say I do, but most of the time it's probably safer to assume that I did it while trying to do something else.
And finally, in a spurt of inspiration (and mostly frustration), I decided to retire to my tried-and-true method of "toss everything into a bowl and mix semi-thoroughly before throwing into a pot of oil, leaving it on the stove, and poking at it curiously" and, sure enough, I got my pie, with the exception of a little messup towards the end.
Sweet, starchy success. And yes, there is cumin.
All in all, it was a very familiar experience for me, intending to find something, finding something else, fiddling around and finding other things I wasn't intending to find...basically science in a nutshell. A nutshell that encases the nut of failure. The oil of which I used to cook my omelette pie. So in that sense I guess my pie is a pie of science.
One last thing about today's dish - it's vegetarian! I totally didn't notice that until just now, but I'm just going to pretend that I did it intentionally. So there you have our breakfast special and our vegetarian special in one night! Chalk it up to efficient thinking.




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