My mom says that food tastes better when somebody else makes it. She loves cooking but she also loves eating. Getting to eat someone else’s creation is a treat.
I had watched my mom make the wraps. Here’s my theory: They tasted better because everything was done slightly differently than how I do it.
I’m not saying that one way is better than another. Just different. This yielded a slightly different flavor and texture than when I do it, adding interest to a basic food.
What was different?
- no seasoning in the egg (I usually add salt and pepper),
- the cheese was a cheese string (of all things!), divided into 4 strings,
- there was more green onion than I normally put,
- the egg, cold cheese and onion were wrapped in flatbread and then microwaved. I usually melt the cheese on the egg in the pan. Then I serve the bread either cold or warmed on its own.
The result? A stronger egg flavor (are my eggs usually masked by salt and pepper?), the cheese was gooier, the extra onions added sharpness, microwaving everything together made the flatbread steamier and allowed the flavors to blend for a moment.
But here’s the thing. I recreated my mom’s egg wrap this morning. It wasn’t as good. So it’s not about those subtle differences.
I guess my mom’s right. Food tastes better when someone else does the cooking…
…especially if that someone else is my mom.
Would it be rude to invite her over tomorrow morning to make us breakfast?
It’s true. My mom is an excellent cook. In fact, her cooking showed up in every single one of my posts in the series “When Does Food Taste THE BEST”. Read about what my mom cooked and my theories about why it was so spectacular in these posts:
Check out the other posts in the series When Does Food Taste THE BEST?
Just keep in mind that all those theories are incomplete. They’re missing the key ingredient: My mom. Thanks for all the great food, mom. Last weekend and always.