Spring is taking her sweet old time getting here this year. Doesn't she know how much we all desperately need her? When she showed up all sun drenched and vibrant on this day, all was forgiven. Even the tree outside that I could have sworn was almost bare two days ago was beginning to burst with it's white flowers. Dang this town really cleans up well.
I had been seeing recipes for baked eggs in tomato sauce in my mindless web food browsing, a couple of times actually. Figured that was a sign to try them soon. Seems like the variations are endless. Fresh herbs, a ranchero type sauce, maybe adding cheese. Anyway, I'd make a good batch of fresh roasted tomatillo salsa that needed a good home, so the idea was born!
I had some leftover dryrub bbq chicken meat so I sauteed that first with onions and strips of corn tortilla, then laid down the sauce and gently cracked the eggs over that and baked for about 10 minutes on 350.
Out of the oven I topped the pan with green onions, cilantro and a smattering of Cojita cheese.
This goes into the unwritten cookbook. Baked food for me, is becoming something to raise up my arms in praises for, a southern Baptist-style worship type thing. I do it silently and in private, like a good Catholic would of course but inside I'm bouncing around resembling someone who is happy.
Hell if I didn't know better I'd say this breakfast and the promise of spring has made my miserable, grumpy, naysayin', crinkled up old heart almost feel awake again.
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