Scrambled eggs are a labour of love.
I start every morning with them. I'm not talking about diner eggs, that turn up lukewarm, rubbery and grey.
I'm talking about ribbony, creamy, yellow-orange curds that melt in your mouth.
Proper scrambled eggs can't be done quickly. You start with a cold saucepan, crack your eggs, and add cold butter.
You stir vigorously, until combined, and then leave them to sit, for no longer than 30 seconds, taking them off the heat and back on, until you see curds form.
The whole process takes nearly 10 minutes, when done right.
Why do I take 10 minutes to make eggs that can be done in 5?
It makes me slow down in the mornings.
No matter how I feel when I wake up, whatever I've got going on with my day can't impact the eggs.
Taking 15 minutes out of my morning to concentrate on something that seems inconsequential sets the tone for the rest of the day. Now, I approach everything with a calm resolve.
So long as I have my eggs in the morning, I can conquer the world.
I feel better for it too. After stopping eating cereal for breakfast, my energy levels shot through the roof. Your brain reacts to sugar like it does cocaine. As soon as you wake up, you're searching for that next sugar hit.
Remove it till lunchtime? You'll jump out of bed.
How do you like your eggs in the morning?