If I was sick as a kid, my mom would make me soft-boiled eggs and buttered toast for breakfast. In retrospect, this may not have been the best thing, but I have fond memories of the way I would dip my toast into the gooey eggs. Of course I don't enjoy eggs anymore - but a good tofu scramble is one of my very favorite meals.
In one of Amélie's attempts to help others, she decides to unite two people she sees every day while working as a waitress at The Two Windmills. Georgette is a hypochondriac who works at the cigarette counter. Joseph is a regular customer who spends every day creepily spying on his ex-girlfriend, another waitress, Gina. Amélie decides to play matchmaker; in this scene, Amélie spills hot tea on Georgette's lap in an attempt to get Georgette to walk in on Joseph in the bathroom. Amélie's plan works to a greater degree than I think she could have imagined - they have sex. In the 'toilettes'. And everyone at The Two Windmills can hear them.
While Georgette and Joseph are having sex, the 'strength' of their 'activity' causes the glassware to clink and clatter. For one shot, you can see the egg shake on top of croque madame.
Croque-madame is actually a variation of croque-monsieur: a grilled cheese and ham sandwich. The only difference between a -madame and -monsieur is the egg on top.
For my vegan version I used an English muffin (because its the only bread I have on hand). The cheese: Daiya mozzarella. The ham: roasted red pepper hummus. The egg: tofu scramble with kale, carrot, green bell pepper, garlic salt, a pinch of vegg, black pepper, and tumeric - because my veg*n instincts tell me everything needs more vegetables. I initially thought about using braised tofu as an indicator of egg white and arranging some carrot on top to simulate a yolk - but obviously I decided against it. I garnished the plate with paprika and drank peach herbal tea.
My first thoughts: Why haven't I made this before? This is so delicious! Half-way through: I'm getting pretty full... After-thoughts: I feel worse than before...but I think it was worth it.
My stomach is now making me feel even stranger and I was getting dizzy from standing up for so long making the croque-madame...the things we do for MoFo!
I hope your breakfast was as scrumptious as mine! Happy Day Nine!