Of Eggs and Marriage

You’re so lost, you do not even know what eggs you like!” said a very furious Richard Gere as he paced to and fro in front of a very confused Julia Roberts. “That’s called, changing your mind,” she explained.

“No, that’s called not having a mind of your own!”

Have you seen this movie? Runaway Bride? I am a self-confessed Julia Roberts fan! I watched a lot of her movies when I was younger – Notting Hill, Pretty Woman, including the film I just mentioned. AAAH those were the days when Hugh Grant was a passable celebrity crush of our generation.

Fast-forward to the point – the ending.

Her last few lines were subjects of my daydreams when I was a teenager that I prayed that my love story would turn out that way in the future (of course, God was a better story writer than Josann McGibbon and Sara Parriott). I thank Him for that.

Maggie Carpenter: I love Eggs Benedict, I hate every other kind. 

I am a Maggie Carpenter. I love Eggs Benedict, even though poaching is not a traditional way of cooking; only because it takes effort.

I wonder whether what Richard Gere said was true in the movie. Should you really know how you like your eggs to be cooked? Is not knowing a telltale sign that you are living somebody else’s life instead of your own? Whatever the answer is, I am glad André and I know how we want ours to be done. Mornings became easier that way. If his choice of meals were a test, I would have aced it, only because he told me beforehand what kind of food he likes.

Mornings became a sweet routine actually, composed of the same old rice meals (the silogs as we call them in the Philippines) and eggs on toasts. We have a list of his and her preference going on each day – like my stomach could not digest rice as part of the first meal of the day, while André’s breakfasts could not survive without it. I just discovered how we are pretty much different from each other in so many ways, but I am thankful that we move like clockwork on things that matter. We have been in sync in convictions, faith and principles and I truly glorify the Lord for that. He has shaped our hearts and lives to move as one, just as He intended.

Married life is pretty much the same as when we were still single, only better – we get to do more things together and no more going home to our individual houses for we have our own; on that note, I get to hug André more often (hihi cringe), not to mention serve him better by taking care of his needs and making sure everything is in tip-top condition at home. In other words, I am where I want to be and our days as a married couple is everything I dreamed it to be.

– Lica

Ham and Egg Sandwich

After I realized my husband has left for work, I sent him a message telling him I wish we had more time in the morning. I long for Saturdays when we could just stay in bed longer and have meaningful conversations over breakfast once we finally decide to get up. That is pure bliss, but it just happens once a week (since we prepare early for church on Sundays). Rrrrr. ADULTING. Sometimes I wish we married young so we can just dismiss the responsibilities of being an adult but still be together. WHAT AM I SAYING?! HAHA. HUHU (even my emotions are confused) I am just that sad.

This is the second time I decided to sleep in! I remember because the other instance was when Andre sent me a message telling me a funny story of how he tried cooking spam inside the oven toaster, since he did not know where the pans were (shout out to those husbands who try to work themselves around the kitchen! it is so adorable really). It was a failed attempt, but he ate it anyway. I do not know why I even explain myself but not being able to wake up early in the morning just feels awful because I know I should. I worked on my blog late into the wee hours of the morning, that I failed to get up in time. That will be the last time I will be sleeping late (I hope).

Today, I decided to fix myself breakfast since I was no longer in a hurry. I usually accompany Andre’s quick fix of corned beef and rice with my usual jam and bread.

Insert emo music here haha. This photo does feel like a scene from a movie. 

I prepared a Ham and Egg Muffin sandwich which seemed like the Mcdonald’s Mcmuffin Egg sandwich, only healthier. My husband brought home a cheese loaf from Bread Talk last night (which happens to be our favorite!) so I made use of it. The meat was Excelente Chinese Ham which my dad gave me a few weeks ago.

I do not normally cook my eggs like this but this kind of plating called for it. There are many ways to rustle up round-shaped eggs; if I had cylindrical cookie cutters, this would have been easier. Hence, I placed mine inside circular molds and steamed them to hard boiled perfection. I could also bake them inside the oven but it will take too much time, so this what I preferred (it still came out the way I wanted it to). Plus, brushing the baking mold with olive oil enabled these babies to slide out and retain its shape. Voila! 

Happy Morning, Everyone!

– Lica