New Year’s Eve…one of my most favorite holidays each year that always seems to end in ONE GIANT THROBBING HANGOVER (my first post of 2014 and i’ve already used the word throbbing, it’s gonna be a good one folks). Every January 1st, I welcome the changing year with a woozy hello due to a pesky recurring champagne intolerance, and a penchant for not eating very much due to the “always-present form-fitting dress” situation. We all know that sequins just bounce light off any bump or crease like a lighthouse in the night…so hence the “drink your dinner” survival methodology.
On a side note, I’d really be interested in that Survivorman guy attempting to wade through channels of lycra, cheap (and some $$$) champagne, and the LA hipster party scene…this would be the most pertinent challenge for my general interests at this point.
This New Year’s we were lucky to spend the evening with a few close friends, The Buchanan’s and some friends of theirs…cheersing with some bubbly before heading out to a random LA house party (which when we arrived, realized that we didn’t know anyone so we just talked to ourselves and then quickly left the premises after midnight kisses).
One thing we New Yorkers are not used to is the fact that you have to not only drive TO the party, but then BACK from the party. FML. So this New Year’s I opted to be the lady off the sauce (OK maybe I had one glass of champagne and 1/2 glass of vino), and maybe for the first time, wasn’t the proud owner of a headache that would be likened to Hiroshima on New Year’s Day. Maybe I’m turning over a new leaf.
We planned to crash at the Buchanan’s that evening and I have to say, adult sleepovers (not those, you sickos) are just the best. You get to act like complete idiots and it’s ok, because you pay rent and have proper footwear dammit.
To curb the impending hangovers from my compadres that next morning, I woke up extra-early, headed over to the grocery store and planned the perfect breakfast to heal even the worst hamster-wheel feeling headache (does anyone else picture a hamster wheel squealing in their head sometimes when they are in pain? This may not be a thing).
Wanna be a good houseguest? It’s simple.
Get up early. Clean up. Do dishes from the previous night. Make breakfast (or reservations if you’re domestically stupid).
No matter how incompetent you are in the kitchen, you too can make these hearty and delicious breakfast sammies. Your hosts will love you forever and might even invite you back for round two.
The Morning After Sandwich:
What you’ll need:
- 6 Large English Muffins
- 2 Large Haas Avocados
- 6 Eggs
- 6 Slices of Sharp White Cheddar Cheese
- 1 Large Heirloom Tomato
- Thick Sliced Bacon (don’t cheap out)
- Butter (softened)
Step 1: Set oven on broil, butter each side of the English muffins and put them in the oven to toast. Do not forget about this, as your hosts’ house will burn down.
Step 2: While your muffins are toasting, cook bacon to a crispy perfectness. Take this seriously. After bacon is cooked, set it aside.
Step 3: Slice your avocado and tomato, and wash and dry your arugula.
Step 4: Did you forget about the muffins? Call the fire department now.
Step 5: Warm a skillet to a medium heat (with a little butter) to fry the eggs. Fry each on one side for 1 minute, quickly flip, then remove from pan, lightly cooking the top but keeping the yolk nice and runny. Set each egg on a muffin top (see what I did there) and cover up with the slice of cheese asap to get that sh*t melty and delicious.
Step 6: Once your eggs and cheese are all in place, pile on your bacon, heirloom tomato, arugula, and last but not least, your perfectly ripe avocado. Top with muffin butt.
I served these up with hash browns, fresh squeezed OJ, and heaps of coffee.
Cannot wait to share lots of adventures with you all this year!
Happy Hangovers (and New Year),