OMELETTE
I had an adventure the other day. I was thinking about what to eat for dinner and decided that I would cook up an egg for my leftover chinese takeout rice. I stopped at the nearby Mediterranean “market” for eggs, and grabbed some peppers as well. The checkout guy, who I guess is the owner, was skeptical about my dinner plans and suggested I grab a few tomatoes, too. I figured why not and grabbed a few. He rang them up and suddenly asked me if I eat meat. I said yes and he stated that he wanted to experiment on me. Nervously I stood by as he sliced me some familiar looking meat. Mortadella. Then he got me a chunk of feta-like cheese and some lovely olives, and packed them up in a little single serve box.
Then he explained to me how to make an omelette, when to put the mortadella on, and the cheese, and the olives, etc. This is a guy who always asks me if I know what I am buying as if I might be making a horrible misinformed mistake, so it was kinda par for the course.
But when I got home, I couldn’t make anything but the omelette, since he had given me so many things to put into it. So I made it and it was delicious but WAY TOO HUGE (I am horrible at omelettes)
Also, one of my jumbo crazy eggs had two yolks, which has never happened to me! Pretty exciting.
Omelette: eggs, cilantro, garlic, peppers, tomatoes. Near end, add (I think) kalamata olives and some kind of crumbly fetalike cheese, lay slices of mortadella on top and put a lid on it for a minute so it steams in its own juices. Fold and serve. No additional salt.