Crazy Mixed Up Eggs Omelet Sandwich

It's cold, it's raining, it's late. It's DARK.

Ugh. It's one of those nights when all good intentions run under the furniture to hide out with the dust bunnies for a while. It's one of those nights to just settle for whatever for dinner.

Uh, or not. Let the good intentions canoodle away with the dust bunnies -- that just means it's a good night to crack some eggs and take five minutes to make dinner. I'm talking omelets now...



Start out with real butter melting in a non-stick skillet over medium-high heat. Here I've thrown in a couple of thin slices of ham, torn up into bits, along with some fresh chives and tarragon that I rinsed and snipped with scissors right over the pan. Stir everything around in the hot butter until the butter begins to bubble. Don't let it turn brown...

Note -- a few fresh herbs just hanging around, either in the a little vase of water in the fridge or in a little pot on the windowsill over the sink, really help make otherwise "blah" cooking ... well ... not so blah. You know what I mean. And please, tarragon with eggs? We're talking soul mates here, people.



Meanwhile, in a bowl, using a fork, beat the tar out of two eggs. (That's southern for "beat two eggs until extremely well beaten" by the way...) I like to get a good froth going, as that seems to make the eggs cook up fluffier and lighter. Pour the eggs into the pan with the hot butter, which should be sizzling around the edges of your pan by now.



It's late. I'm tired. I don't really so much care that my omelet is perfect looking (which is why I usually just do what we call "crazy mixed up eggs") so I scramble the eggs around just for a few seconds before piling them all together in a nice solid shape in the middle of the pan. Put a handful of finely shredded cheese on top, and let it just sit for a minute.

Fold the whole thing over (be as untidy as you like) and -- here's the beauty -- put in between two pieces of lightly toasted bread. You got it -- an omelet sandwich.

And suddenly "settling for whatever for dinner" doesn't apply anymore.