Like most things in life
Polenta is better the next day served with an egg. ![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5LdQ6k9YocDon6NAEgugTFVxFax2dNOwXlp2hU3tKC519Rl_w80MhnVKp3aHnKTRqGLQ1uBI6PfUimFrZcQpX2x7x-gvCqsmdJvoEh_pBPpH7YckSJVAFXzK9GGSV67ULDKDVebVRZrw/s320/IMG_1787.JPG)
Those people to put on the egg commercials are on to something. The incredible, edible egg, indeed! I swear by eggs making just about any meal better. Especially a meal based around a starch. With some sort of vegetable thing in there, somewhere.
So this morning, when I wanted a real good breakfast, I turned on the broiler, boiled a pot of water on the stove, reheated last night's dinner, and called it Brunch.
A small skillet of last night's creamy polenta with butter and goat gouda, topped with last night's vegetarian chili, under the broiler for 10 minutes until bubbly was topped with a perfectly poached egg, seasoned with salt and pepper, and finished with a dollop of Mr. Ripe's cousin's Christmas Salsa. Wowza.
Talk about brunch!
Those people to put on the egg commercials are on to something. The incredible, edible egg, indeed! I swear by eggs making just about any meal better. Especially a meal based around a starch. With some sort of vegetable thing in there, somewhere.
So this morning, when I wanted a real good breakfast, I turned on the broiler, boiled a pot of water on the stove, reheated last night's dinner, and called it Brunch.
A small skillet of last night's creamy polenta with butter and goat gouda, topped with last night's vegetarian chili, under the broiler for 10 minutes until bubbly was topped with a perfectly poached egg, seasoned with salt and pepper, and finished with a dollop of Mr. Ripe's cousin's Christmas Salsa. Wowza.
Talk about brunch!
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