By vissago
Ryder has discovered a new meal du jour and it’s called, “Boiled Eggs and Soldiers.” Apparently, it is as English as the All-American Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwhich. What happens is, eggs are soft-boiled to 3 minutes (this is debatable, but important), then placed in little cups. You then “behead” the eggs (if you have 2 or 3 at a time, then you want to behead them all at once. Otherwise, they continue to cook and the yoke becomes hard) and dip the little “soldiers” into the yummy gooey yoke. The “soldiers” are of course, strips of toast.
This from foodlovers.co.nz in New Zealand:
There are several explanations as to how ‘Soldiers’ gained their name. One is obviously that they are cut even and straight – lined up like a row of soldiers standing to attention on your plate. There is a further suggestion that they represent the ‘all the king’s men’ that couldn’t put Humpty Dumpty together again. One café horrifying invites you to dunk your bread in Humpty’s head! It is generally accepted that ‘Egg and Soldiers’ is English in its origin.
Whatever the origin, little boys across this country, along with my fair Ryder, are dipping their little soldiers into slightly raw chicken embryos, every three minutes, on average.
American kids have had this tradition too–in our family, it was called dippy eggs and honey buns. Anyone remember that one?
I’d be interested in what you’re hearing over there about Our President. He’s being drawn and quartered over here, esp. by the gay community. I’m willing to finally accept that he’s not the Majic Man I thought him to be. He must live with political realities and possibilities, too. But still…..
I LOVED me some of Bobo’s world famous fried eggs and honey buns. Looking back, it wasn’t exactly health food but was totally worth it.
The dead soldier recipe made me chuckle as I once saw that described as good hangover food by a doctor in a men’s health magazine. Ha.
Dear Travellers! I sent a message when you first arrived in Spain but I goofed on the technology so it didn’t reach you. What I said was that more than 50 years ago, I swept into Seville and immediately gained 20 lbs on the sublime food cooked and eaten each day AFTER 11 p.m.I spent 6 wks in Spain with a girl friend and loved every minute but was out of money most of the time.
I hope mother-and-son are thriving and enjoying
lots of “dead soldiers”.
Lots of love from Auntie Cherie & Uncle Ken.