I really like cooking. And so when I eat something from a restaurant I’m often thinking, “I can make this.” Or “geez this seems complicated, but I’d love to try”. As far as I can remember there is only one dish I love  and tried to make and have resigned myself to leaving it with the pros.

It’s the glorious classic, eggs Benedict.

I always order the harvest, which includes sautéed veggies and cream cheese. YUM.

But trying to make this beauty requires a skill and patience level I don’t ever anticipate acquiring.

The key is timing all the components to come out right at the same time, which requires like 8 hands and 5 kitchen timers. Between the sautéed veggies, poached eggs and temperamental hollandaise sauce I was flying around the kitchen with melted butter spraying our of the blender and poached eggs violently swirling in hot water. And at the end of my little experiment, the hollandaise was runny, the eggs were luke warm and the english muffin was cold and I was really really stressed out.

So about every month or so the hubs and I trek to a local breakfast joint order up some coffee and let the kitchen staff run around like crazy people and out comes the most delish breakfast dish of all time and all I had to do was show up. Dreamy.

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