Poached Egg on Turkey with Tomato Salsa

*drumroll*

Yes, I finally managed to make something for EoMEoTE - Eggs on Toast End of Month Extravaganza. I've been thinking about it for a very long time, but pretty much put it out of my mind since I virtually never eat eggs on toast. Or with toast, for that matter. Unless my regular weekend breakfast counts - soft boiled egg, with my sandwhiches.. but no, I never felt that that really did qualify.

So. I was home from work, having felt nauseous for a couple of days. Suddenly, the idea of a poached egg, on toast, with some turkey and tomato salsa sounded awfully good. (I had seen something similar on the cover of Delicious.) And, being scared of free-hand poaching, I had picked up a poaching device on sale. Perfect!

As I was finishing, it occurred to me that it was.. January 30th. Hey. That's end of month. This is eggs on toast. Extravaganza!!

A note on poaching. The poaching device totally, completely sucked. It's a little plastic basket thingie with four egg cups. You lower it into simmering water, crack the eggs in the cups, and watch them poach. In theory. In practice, the egg went all over the place. Congealed egg white in the pan. But not in the cup. In fact, after ten minutes of simmering, nothing had changed about the egg. That's when I gave up, removed the poaching device, poured the egg back in the pan, and hoped for the best. It didn't come out very pretty, but who cares. It was really tasty.

Now, EoMEoTE wouldn't be what it is without the literary additions. This time, Jeanne asked that we'd choose a poet, and write something in that style. The only thing that came to mind was The Lady of Shalott, by Tennyson. I love this one! So, here's a very botched attempt to be funny:

It left the hen, off to its’ doom
It came to me, into my room
On a day of grey and gloom
I cracked the shell with a resounding boom
For the purpose of this post
I poached it in a pan so wide
And swirled the water from side to side
It could not resist, no matter how it tried.
And that was that, the egg was toast

And what the heck, let's go for one more.. Dylan Thomas, anyone?

Do not go gently into that simmering water. Old eggs should burn and rave at close of day. Rage, rage against the setting of the yolk.


Poached Egg on Turkey with Tomato Salsa
2 portions

2 slices of toast, toasted
2 eggs
6-8 thin slices of smoked turkey, sliced into strips
1 tsp olive oil
1 tomato
1 tbsp lemon juice
1 tbsp finely chopped onion
1 tbsp finely chopped red pepper
1 tbsp finely chopped flat-leaf parsley
salt, black pepper, sugar

Start by mixing the salsa. Just combine tomato, lemon juice, onion, red pepper and parsley in a small bowl, and season with salt, black pepper and a little pinch of sugar.

Heat the olive oil in a pan, and quickly fry the turkey strips. Poach the eggs, as well you can.

To assemble, place the turkey strips on the bread, add an egg, and top with salsa.

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