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Okay so here’s what we know about me thus far: I’m a guac girl, I’m a chorizo girl, I’m a Chipotle girl, I’m a frozen strawberry margarita girl, I’m a sandwich girl… but I’m not a breakfast girl. When I’m at brunch or at a diner, I always opt for lunchy foods over breakfast options. I don’t know why — breakfast food just doesn’t do it for me, never has.
Since starting to make my own breakfast tacos and burritos, as I’ve spoken about in previous posts, I have been attempting to expand my palate to more breakfast dishes. Every Mexican breakfast meal I’ve had, I’ve thoroughly enjoyed, so when my sister and I were ordering brunch for her twenty-fifth birthday in quarantine, I decided to give huevos rancheros a shot.
Unlike breakfast tacos, I have seen huevos rancheros on a million menus. At every diner I have ever been to — and I’m from Jersey, I’ve been to a lot of diners — at (almost) every brunch place I have tried — and I’m a college girl, I’ve been to a lot of brunches — huevos rancheros is offered on the menu.
Like most new Mexican foods I have tried throughout the course of this semester, I always overlooked it. Why get eggs and all these other breakfast accoutrements on a tortilla when I could just get a sandwich? And, also like most new Mexican foods I have tried throughout the course of this semester, I’m now kicking myself for ignoring it for so long.
Something about huevos rancheros makes foods that I would usually pass up on by themselves — eggs, breakfast potatoes, sauteed peppers and onions — absolutely amazing. I ordered my huevos rancheros with eggs over medium and sans-chorizo (I know, that goes against everything I stand for, but it was Good Friday and I’m a no-meat-on-Fridays-during-Lent girl) and, in addition to three eggs, breakfast potatoes, and sauteed peppers and onions, it included a whole wheat tortilla — bikini bod season is approaching fast! — avocado, black beans, salsa, and sour cream.
I don’t think I’ve ever been able to eat three eggs in one sitting before, but I crushed this whole thing. I talk a lot about how great every new Mexican food I try is, but these huevos rancheros truly changed my perception on a mealtime that I have always widely ignored. When the world opens up again and I’m finally able to return to bottomless brunches, I already know what I’ll be ordering instead of my usual cheeseburger.
Now I understand why Rent dedicated a line in “La Vie Boheme” to huevos rancheros.
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