This morning I rolled out of bed at 6:55, showered, made and ate a real breakfast, made Chemex coffee, and ALMOST made the 7:36 bus. Almost. I would’ve made it, too, except that the coffee took a few minutes too long to brew. Otherwise I am a morning machine.
I’m on a quest, you see. Since my request for a breakfast intervention last winter, I’ve cycled through the usual suspects: yogurt with fruit or granola or cereal, oatmeal with protein powder or apple butter, toast with peanut butter or jam or cream cheese and tomato, bagel with cream cheese, and/or office donuts. In the last week, I’ve twice left the house in need of breakfast, and twice ended up with one of these:
Photo by cafemama
Yes, that’s a Starbucks breakfast sandwich you see there. Despite my previously virulent anti-Starbucks position and despite the fantastic coffee options here in town, I go to Starbucks occasionally. The coffee’s adequate and, more importantly, they have a handful of breakfast options that are warm and filling without just being sugar bombs. The sandwich pictured above is a parmesan frittata, ham, and cheddar cheese on a little roll: 370 calories and 23 grams of protein, which are the dietary metrics I’m most concerned about. It also tastes really good, which is the food metric I’m most concerned about.
I’m convinced that I can make this sandwich at home. Moreover, I’m convinced that I can mass produce it in such a way that I can just pop a a little sandwich packet in the toaster oven, take a quick shower, and then have a warm and hearty breakfast waiting. 75% of the sandwich is a no brainer – I just have to figure out how to make the little frittata puck.
This morning was my first attempt. I greased a pair of silicone egg rings, placed them in a non-stick baking pan, then filled each ring with 2 beaten eggs. We had a sausage links in the fridge, so I added those to the pan between and around the egg rings. The pan went into the 375 degree toaster oven, and I hopped in the shower. By the time I was done in the bathroom – 15 minutes later tops – the eggs were puffed up and toasty, and the sausages were cooked through. We each had an egg puck and two sausages wrapped up in tortillas
The only problem with this breakfast was that the silicone rings weren’t heavy enough to keep the eggs from leaking out everywhere – so while there were two distinct egg pucks, a fair amount of egg had made its way onto the sausages as well. Next steps may be to try the mini tart pans, or to bake a big square frittata and just cut it into individual portions. Either way – I’m on to something good.