Scrambled Spagh-eggies

Goodnight hasn’t been feeling well, so when she slept in a little later this morning, I wasn’t surprised. 

I had decided to make spaghetti for our Sunday dinner, but the sauce needed a fair amount of preparation and then some time to simmer.  I got to work in the kitchen while my teenage housemate sunggled rested. 

I’m flexible with spaghetti sauce.  I add what I want to add whenever I make a batch, and what I want to add can vary depending on what’s in season.  Today, I had zucchini, onions, a green pepper, mushrooms and some garlic. 

With the peeling, mincing, grating, and dicing completed, I had the sauce simmering and nearly done by the time Goodnight got up and came downstairs to join me.  She was hungry enough to eat breakfast and Sunday morning breakfast is usually an egg, toast, juice, etc . . .  But you know how it goes when there is something wonderful on the stove.  It fills the air and taunts whosoever smells it and thinks they have to wait until the appointed meal. 

Goodnight told me she could smell something from her bed, but she thought she had been dreaming, so didn’t come down right away because she didn’t want the dream to end.  (She dreams about food quite often according to her reports.)  She stood next to me and peered into the pot and asked me what time we would be having dinner.  I knew she just wanted to taste the sauce. 

GN:  What’s for breakfast, Gram?

Gram:  Spagh-eggies, I think.

GN:  Huh?

Gram:  I saw you eyeing my sauce, I think I’ll make Scrambled Spagh-eggies.

I decided to change my breakfast plan a little bit.  Instead of eggs and toast, I scrambled the eggs and spooned some of the sauce over the eggs.  Why not?  It was a lot of veggies with some ground turkey added.  Huevos Rancheros (ranch eggs) is a classic Mexican dish that does something similar, but with a salsa to accompany fried eggs.  Goodnight enjoyed the twist and I got some extra veggies in her.   

I didn’t take a photo of our plated food.  There’s a time to take pictures and a time to just eat while it’s hot!  But I did ask the simmering pot of sauce to pose for a moment.  Dinner is at 6:00 this evening if you prefer you sauce over pasta and care to join us!  I think I made enough for y’all!

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