Giant Tomato or Baby Egg? #Vegetarian

It’s a baby egg. The neighbors got chickens that lay teeny wee eggs and gave me some. I had tomatoes from the farmers market, so I made a marriage in heaven.

Ever had fried ripe tomatoes? I slice mine thick and fry them at a moderate heat in vegan margarine until they’re browned and softish.

On this day, I cooked two of those baby eggs in the same pan and plopped ’em on the top.

That isn’t grease; that’s tomato juice and a little melted margarine, but mostly tomato juice. Perfect for sopping up with a piece of bread.

As my grandpa would have said, “Messy but nourishin’.”

A WRITING PROMPT FROM ME TO YOU: Write about a tiny egg.



I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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One thought on “Giant Tomato or Baby Egg? #Vegetarian

  1. Dan Antion

    August 11, 2020 at 4:21pm

    That looks pretty good. I sometimes substitute sliced tomatoes for hash browns when I order breakfast, Of course, I also sometimes order a short stack of pancakes on the side.

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  2. Alicia Butcher Ehrhardt

    August 11, 2020 at 8:13pm

    That prompt sounded like the beginning of a science fiction story:

    She went every day to visit the baby egg. Through its translucent shell, her first child grew peacefully, with her heart sound piped in, and a gentle periodic rocking to simulate her walking around the kitchen…

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  3. China Dream

    August 13, 2020 at 7:30pm

    not sure I’m keen on the tomato and egg.. but will contemplate it.. hello you!

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      Marian Allen

      August 14, 2020 at 7:30am

      Hello back! I’m sorry I haven’t been commenting much. I know you understand how profound the loss of a spouse is. I’ve been enjoying your beautiful pictures, though. Thank you so much for sharing them!

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      Marian Allen

      August 14, 2020 at 7:32am

      Charlie and I each had fried tomato at breakfast when we were in England, so we had them occasionally after we met and married. So good!

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