prosciutto & fried egg tartine
I made my way to Paris feeling a bit broken and exhausted. Lately, I’d been feeling as though I were running from place to place, but never going exactly where I wanted to be. I needed a few days to reconnect with myself, go at my own pace, and let life just happen, instead of trying to orchestrate every minute.
In just a couple of hours, I’ll make my way back to New York City feeling stronger than I’ve felt in a long time. My heart is not carrying a weight of worry; it is full of peace, and love. My mind feels rested, and I’m making a promise to remind myself that “it’s just a bad day, not a bad life” when things aren’t going exactly as I wish. This latter part will most definitely be a challenge, but I will try my best.
Physically, I feel incredible. Waking up in the wee hours of the morning, and being able to run along the Seine for four days is a gift I’m thankful for beyond words. I’m coming to peace with the fact that my runs will not always be what they used to, or I want them to be. I will find a way to make them work, though, and make them a priority. I feel too good to let this momentum slip away.
Before I board the plane, I wanted to share a sandwich I’ve been making here the last few days that’s become a fast favorite. My appetite hasn’t being very hearty in size, and in a way, this sandwich has become comfort food for me. The bread from Poilane, and butter flecked with thick bits of salt are a symbol of a city I so love. The proscuitto di Parma is a nod to my Italian roots. The egg is in there for an extra boost of protein, but the yolk also serves as a decadent dressing of sorts as you bite into it, and it drizzles all over the rest of the tartine—what they call an open-faced sandwich like this in French.
Prosciutto & Fried Egg Tartine
1 slice of good quality country bread
2 to three slices of thinly sliced prosciutto di Parma
Fleur de sel and freshly ground black pepper, to taste
Heat a small skillet over a low flame. Add a pat of butter. Once the butter is melted, crack the egg into the pan. Cook the egg over a low flame, until the white sets, becomes opaque, and the edges are lightly browned and crisp, 3 to 4 minutes.
Meanwhile, slather the bread with a pat of butter. Arrange the slices of prosciutto on top. When the egg is ready, slide it on top of the prosciutto. Season with salt and pepper. Serve immediately.
Mardi (eat. live. travel. write.)
Jennie I am so glad you took this time for you. And this sandwich? Well it doesn’t heal all but I know it can go a long ways towards making life seem so much better 🙂 XO
I’m glad you took the time to go to Paris and take care of yourself. Sounds like you have had a rejuvinating trip. I hope you will be able to continue your running when you return, it sounds like it is something you love to do.
I made these for a late dinner last week and they were incredible! Thank you for the inspiration 🙂 Glad to hear you’re feeling rested, everyone needs a break now and then!
Rocky Mountain Woman
that looks lovely! i adore proscuitto…
Hi: I am a little confused. I started reading your blog when your husband passed away. A little after you went to Paris and I thought disliked it quite a bit. Then you kept going back and now I hear its a City you love. Did I misunderstand in the beginning or you had a change of heart? I happened to hate it the 1st time I went and by the 3rd time now love it. so I m just curious.
It was a shock to the system on my first visit, as any new place would be, but I’ve never said I disliked Paris. On the contrary, the more I go, the deeper I fall in love with it.
I think this will be the new fave breakfast food. So happy for you, Jennie, that you have reconnected with yourself on this trip. Thanks for sharing your world with us.