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A few days ago I discovered a fabulous Avengers fic called Not One of Blood, in which the Avengers are separated and attacked, and each is forced to run for their lives while trying to unite with the others. It's heart-wrenching and full of drama and sweetness and OMG moments.
More importantly, it has
“Papa.”
“Daughter.”
“What’re you making?”
Tony cracks an egg in the pan and dumps the shell. “Protein. Necessary for future world rulers. You want anything in it?”
“Chocolate chips.”
“Chocolate chips and protein, that’s craziness, no child of mine is eating that. How about cheese? You like cheese. We’ve got the orange kind or the white kind, or the chunks of dried fruit in it kind.”
At his wave, she hops off her chair and shuffles to the refrigerator, and when he holds out his hand, she plops a bag of Nestle’s morsels into it. “The chocolate kind.”
“You are ridiculous, who eats chocolate chips with their protein?” He opens the bag and sprinkles a handful onto the eggs, where they immediately start melting. “You know what, I don’t think I know you. Do you live here?”
“Papa.” She rolls her eyes and crunches on a piece of toast.
“Seriously, I’m waiting for my daughter to get up for breakfast, she’ll be here any minute and you’re eating her toast—” He forks a lump of chocolate chip scrambled egg into his mouth. “—wow, this is really good, there’s a party in my mouth, this is just, this is disgusting, give me a napkin.”
“I am comfortable with my chocolate and protein,” she recites, nodding in time with every third word.
For obvious reasons, I have not been able to get the idea of chocolate chip scrambled eggs out of my head since.
Tonight, I decided to get ambitious and give them a try.
First of all, chocolate chip scrambled eggs are incredibly messy when you cook them. (Melting chocolate an' all.) Second, less is more when it comes to adding the chocolate, as I added so much to mine that I could barely tell when the eggs were all the way cooked. Third, they look disgusting, even more so after they're done.
For the curious, I scrambled mine in a bowl with milk and added chips, then put them in the pan to cook.
So yeah, I would definitely recommend giving it a try. Personally, I may be having chocolate chip scrambled eggs for breakfast tomorrow. Possibly all the time. They're surprisingly addictive.
More importantly, it has
“Papa.”
“Daughter.”
“What’re you making?”
Tony cracks an egg in the pan and dumps the shell. “Protein. Necessary for future world rulers. You want anything in it?”
“Chocolate chips.”
“Chocolate chips and protein, that’s craziness, no child of mine is eating that. How about cheese? You like cheese. We’ve got the orange kind or the white kind, or the chunks of dried fruit in it kind.”
At his wave, she hops off her chair and shuffles to the refrigerator, and when he holds out his hand, she plops a bag of Nestle’s morsels into it. “The chocolate kind.”
“You are ridiculous, who eats chocolate chips with their protein?” He opens the bag and sprinkles a handful onto the eggs, where they immediately start melting. “You know what, I don’t think I know you. Do you live here?”
“Papa.” She rolls her eyes and crunches on a piece of toast.
“Seriously, I’m waiting for my daughter to get up for breakfast, she’ll be here any minute and you’re eating her toast—” He forks a lump of chocolate chip scrambled egg into his mouth. “—wow, this is really good, there’s a party in my mouth, this is just, this is disgusting, give me a napkin.”
“I am comfortable with my chocolate and protein,” she recites, nodding in time with every third word.
For obvious reasons, I have not been able to get the idea of chocolate chip scrambled eggs out of my head since.
Tonight, I decided to get ambitious and give them a try.
First of all, chocolate chip scrambled eggs are incredibly messy when you cook them. (Melting chocolate an' all.) Second, less is more when it comes to adding the chocolate, as I added so much to mine that I could barely tell when the eggs were all the way cooked. Third, they look disgusting, even more so after they're done.
For the curious, I scrambled mine in a bowl with milk and added chips, then put them in the pan to cook.
- First bite: This is ... surprisingly not bad. I don't know what I expected, but it's decent.
- A few bites later: Y'know, I kinda like it. It's tasty. And there's crispied chocolate in it.
- After finishing: ... Crap, why did I only use one egg? I want more.
So yeah, I would definitely recommend giving it a try. Personally, I may be having chocolate chip scrambled eggs for breakfast tomorrow. Possibly all the time. They're surprisingly addictive.
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