It ain't Wheaties. In my life, usually, breakfast happens, if at all, in the lunchroom at work. It is most often a piece of something toasted and a cup of our "coffee club's" semi-nasty coffee. It is a great treat to go out for breakfast, to have wonderful plate sized, thin, lacy-edged pancakes at Pamela's, or diner eggs with some home-fried potatoes and rye toast-and to let someone else clean up the greasy mess, while I go home to doze off over the sunday paper. I don't do that too often, for obvious reasons.
If a person wants to stay home, yet indulge in a wicked weekend breakfast, it is easy to get some nice pastries. This too requires no cleanup- an important factor. No one wants to spend a weekend morning dealing with greasy frying pans. Thus, any special breakfast I might consider making has to be as simple, or near as makes no difference, as the easy alternatives. Eggy pans are tolerable after supper, but not on a morning loaded with better possibilities.I like granola-ish cereal with fruit, too-but in the evening, not for breakfast. I know that's odd.
However, I have for you two excellent breakfasts which meet the requirement of simplicity, but are, in my view, worthy of serving to guests in lieu of pastries. Both should be accompanied by really good and scaldingly hot coffee, of the sort best made in a Bialetti type pot.
The first of these breakfasts is the classic mushrooms on toast.* Beautiful seasonal wild mushrooms take this item to another level, but it is just great with plain, cultivated mushrooms, too. You saute lots of mushrooms for each person in a little bit of butter and a pinch of minced garlic, add salt, pepper and one herb-preferably fresh tarragon or rosemary, and pour it all over a nice piece of toast, butter and all. Serve with a knife and fork. This is just plain glamourous.
The second simple breakfast is best in summer, when you have lots of extra ripe tomatoes, and are having trouble using them all up. You preheat your oven to 350F, and hollow out some of those tomatoes. Put each shell in a lightly buttered little dish, with a tiny bit of butter and some fresh tarragon, or Herbes de Provence in the bottom of each tomato. Break an egg into each, and top with a little sliver of butter, salt, pepper and another pinch of the herb. Put these guys on a cookie sheet, and bake until the whites are just firm, but the yolks still runny. This takes 30 minutes in my slow oven- but keep a close eye until you know how long it takes in yours. It's nowhere near as good once the yolks solidify.This is really yummy served with very hot coffee and toasted pitas. Almost everyone likes both of these breakfasts-although there are some children and a few adults who don't care for fungi. More for me.
Both breakfasts are alchemically good, taste more complex than you would guess, and demand slow eating and savoring. And just a couple of dishes to wash. They are not even bad for you. BTW, Isn't my little mini le creuset casserole a cutie? I couldn't resist it on sale. They just had one though. Having a blog gives a person a reason to buy little one-off goodies like this.
*I apologize for the title. I'm sure I'm not the first person to think of this name for mushrooms on toast. Sometimes the obnoxious punster within just won't stand down.
I´m a toast for breakfast gal, myself. Here in Spain eggs are a dinner thing, mostly, and this looks like the perfect thing. Love the pun, don´t apologize!
Posted by: lobstersquad | September 06, 2006 at 04:44 AM
The pun had to be made. I love your little casserole and am very jealous. The breakfast looks pretty good, too.
Posted by: eg | September 06, 2006 at 08:01 AM
I want the mushrooms for breakfast, not only because they sound like perfect breakfast food, but also because it would give me the opportunity to refer to them as Breakfast of Champignons -- probably multiple times. I love the pun too. And I also LOVE your little casserole.
Posted by: Julie | September 06, 2006 at 09:16 AM
Looks delicious including the little casserole. From someone who can't resist a pun however precious ( such literary lows one does descend to ).. your title just drew me to this post!
Posted by: deccanheffalump | September 06, 2006 at 10:23 AM
Some things are just right, it is a Breakfast of Champignons!!
Now I've got to go have some eggs.
Posted by: Tanna | September 06, 2006 at 10:37 AM
First of all, it's not odd at all that you like your granola at night. I have had many a phase in which cereal for dinner served me quite well! Second of all, your Le Creuset casserole is so cute it's got me practically grabbing it off the screen. Adorable! And third of all, I'd rather like your hollowed-out, egg-stuffed tomato for lunch. Today.
Posted by: Luisa | September 06, 2006 at 11:18 AM
Well, the consensus is overwhelming and you hardly need me to add that I will be using the phrase "breakfast of champignons" at every apropos moment, and that I am aching with tender affection for your little le creuset, but I will say it anyway.
One question: Do you bake the tomato dish covered or uncovered?
Posted by: the chococlate lady | September 06, 2006 at 11:36 AM
Great picture!
Your LeCreuset pan look so cute!
Posted by: sooishi | September 07, 2006 at 08:09 AM
I'm a breakfast for dinner type of gal... I could eat this alternately for a week, sooo good!
Posted by: Baking Soda | September 08, 2006 at 12:35 PM
Oh my. That tomato-egg combo in your little Le Creuset is just too cute, and looks yummy.
I was raised never to apologize for a pun, by a father who made them frequently. 'Breakfast of Champignons' made me smile.
Posted by: Kimberly | September 10, 2006 at 01:35 AM
I will join the chorus of folks who laughed at the pun and love the little casserole and think the recipe sounds great!
Posted by: Rebecca | September 10, 2006 at 02:35 PM
Thanks, guys.
Chocolate lady-uncovered-you have to check on it, and I wasn't sure I could get the little lid off when hot. Plus, this is the first time I've ever had a little dish like this that had a cover.
Kimberly-I know, I know. I'm a serious over-apologizer-the habit of a lifetime. But it is traditional to apologize for, and blush over puns. Maybe that's because they often come out in a Tourette's-like, involuntary blurt? I always feel somehow unseemly when I succumb.
Posted by: llindy | September 10, 2006 at 04:12 PM
GRRRRRRRRR. . . one of the few times I don't "copy" a comment before hitting "Post" and poof! all gone. (My internet connection problems are the reason for my lack of comments lately--I've been visiting, really.)
Okay, back to reconstructing. (This is now the fifth attempt at posting this. See how much I love you, Lindy?)
I love mushrooms, and I don't think life would be worth living without toast. I can't believe I never thought to combine the two. Thank you! And yes, your baby Le Creuset is absolutely adorable. Good for you for buying it!
On a totally different note, I am in the (proverbial, of course) doghouse with J2 & New Cat for taking soooooo long to respond to Archie & Sid's questions about the Cat Cabin. (Of course they don't understand phrases such as "I can't get online, guys!") Okay, here's the deal. After hearing about life in the city, J2 & New Cat (who spend much of their time simply lounging about) think that doing such things as hanging out in the bathtub and tossing underwear around the living room sound like a whole lot of fun. So now they are suggesting a home swap--a sort of time share if you will. A & S come here and live in the Cat Cabin, while J2 & New Cat wreak havoc on your apartment. Just let us know what dates work for you.
Posted by: farmgirl | September 11, 2006 at 05:18 PM
Done! Thank goodness!
Posted by: farmgirl | September 11, 2006 at 05:19 PM
Archie&Sid are with the program. They are a little worried, however, about sleeping without the usual pillows, comforters, and human companionship.
I told them that if they want to be real country felines, even part time, they will have to suck it up...at least temporarily. I've also explained to them about fleas (I have had some flea bites myself-but they don't know the meaning of the word(s), the big sissies.) They are mulling it over.They say they'll let me know. Or have their people call my people, or something.
I have seen a mouse or 2 in the area around the apartment trash. I'll bet J2 and NC could give them a run for their money!
Posted by: llindy | September 11, 2006 at 06:31 PM
Okay, back and better late then never, right? This plan is coming along nicely.
1. The cat cabin is equipped with a handmade (by me) pure wool bed built for two, as well as a separate lounging area made up of a lovely old sailing cushion next to a thick lot of oh-so-comfy wool.
2. Although we have so many other incredibly irritating creatures (ticks, chiggers, wasps, hornets, I'll stop now. . .) WE DO NOT--KNOCK ON WOOD--HAVE FLEAS!!! I know, it's a miracle. We're just grateful that something itchy has decided not to co-habitate with us.
3. No human companionship at night, BUT plenty of cooing and ooing and pets and cuddles (if so desired) are available during daylight hours.
So, whaddya say, guys? This is THE perfect time. The bugs are almost gone, the ice is nowhere in sight. Have your people call their people. Or something.
P.S. Re mice. We have plenty. Just caught FIVE IN THE HOUSE recently. But of course if J2 & New Cat were in the house that would never have happened. Lazy, ancient indoor cats.
Posted by: farmgirl | September 22, 2006 at 11:42 PM
farmgirl- The felines are more or less on board with the plan. They are having a little trouble with the plane reservations, though. Seems like airport security objects to their claws or something, and the idea of traveling in the cargo area in the cat carrier offends.
I have told them repeatedly that no one is going to rent them a car, but they are set on it. I guess I'll just have to let them find this out the hard way.
As soon as they have mastered the phone.
Do J2 and New Cat like Iams?
Posted by: lindy | September 23, 2006 at 07:10 AM
1. How about a nice train compartment?
2. J2 & New Cat like each other (and me, of course). They do a lot of tolerating of others--and they spend a great deal of their lives above dog/sheep/donkey/llama/chicken height.
Posted by: farmgirl | September 23, 2006 at 11:53 AM
Okay, just realized that you probably meant IAMS cat food and not "lambs" with a typo. They've never had it, but I'm sure they'd love it. They're not fussy eaters.
Posted by: farmgirl | September 23, 2006 at 11:54 AM