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With love

Dear restaurant chefs:

If you came to The Sticky Egg looking for a creative recipe for your weekend brunch menu, my apologizes.

We don’t do that kinda cookin’ here.

But if you are preparing to compete in Chopped on Food Network, I can help.

Previously an infrequent viewer, I recently sat through a Chopped marathon –ah, inertia — and have discovered the secrets to winning the Chopped championship and coveted $10,000 prize.

  1. Stories: The chef who puts his heart on his white sleeve usually wins.  His chatter to camera is filled with phrases like “love in my food,” “cooking with soul,” and “passion for food.”  The judges are also swayed by personal accounts of the chef’s family and/or upbringing.  Bring photos.  Obviously, you gotta cook well, but if the competition is close — stories can turn the tide.
  2. Seasonings — Be sure to use them.  A chef who doesn’t salt or pepper his dishes well is dismissed as an amateur.
  3. Sense — Show some.  If you only have 20 minutes to make an appetizer, don’t attempt to complete a dish that typically requires two hours.  Undercooked food really turns off the judges…and makes you look like a goober.

Of course, ignoring all these rules makes for more entertaining television, so you can forget I said anything, too.

I am, after all, just an Egg.

Good gravy

I cooked last night.

Yes, this is a blog-worthy event.

I made breakfast for dinner.  Biscuits — from a can, I admit — and milk gravy.

Here in New York City, the term ‘milk gravy’ is greeted with much confusion.  So I will explain further in case you are also reading this with your head cocked to the side in bewilderment.

In a skillet on medium heat, I browned flour in vegetable oil.  (Bacon grease is the first choice, but I didn’t have any.)  To the flour, I added milk, stirring constantly over low heat.

Now, during this process, there was a lot of adjusting — how much oil, how much flour, how much milk.  I even added some water at the end to thin the gravy…plus salt and pepper to taste.

But, I must say, the final product was nothing short of amazing.

Filling?  Yes.  Heavy?  Oh yes.  I even added bacon to the plate, so there’s nothing about this meal that my doctor recommends.

But it does a heart good to enjoy such a feast on a good, damp New York City night.