Peter: I do like a baked egg.
Anna: So do I. I’m always drawn to recipes for baked eggs. I don’t actually make them that often though. Now I remember why.
Peter: You got a bit frustrated trying to get them cooked properly didn’t you?
Anna: Just a little. It seems to be a nirvana, the baked egg that has a wobbly yolk but properly cooked whites. Instead the yolk got over-cooked but we’ve still got yucky uncooked bits of white floating around.
Peter: How long were they supposed to be in the oven for?
Anna: The recipe says 10 minutes. But after that amount of time they were definitely not cooked. After 5 more minutes I think they would have been fine for you but mine needed at least another five, and still there they were, the globs of white.
Peter: I liked them a lot though.
Anna: Yes, they are delicious.
Peter: Do they have lemon in them?
Anna: It’s the creme fraiche. It gives a lovely contrast to the saltiness of the parma ham. Cream would have been too rich.
Peter: They do feel very indulgent. Is it wrong that I’ve had two?
Anna: It’s Sunday, you’re allowed to indulge yourself.