Here’s a simple idea that Alison taught me. It’s perfect to make for breakfast for the child who refuses to eat cold cereal. I have one of those and it’s so endearing annoying.
First, take a slice of bread and a cookie cutter. I use a heart shape because I want my child to remember that I love him while he’s eating. And also because I only have a heart shape cookie cutter.
Use the cookie cutter to create a hole in the middle of the bread. Then call over your shoulder to tell your child to turn off Spongebob Squarepants and get dressed for school.

Next, butter the bottom of a medium-high pan and put your hole-y bread in. Crack an egg and pour the egg guts into the hole and then yell at your child to find his lunchbox.

Add some salt and pepper and ask your child if he is listening because you just asked him to get his lunchbox for crying out loud!

After a minute or so, use a spatula to flip it over and tell your child that his shirt is on backwards. And upside down.

Cook on the flip side until the egg white is firm, but the yolk part is runny and saucy. Then yell at your child to find his socks and shoes. (Please don’t go all maverick on me and leave out any of the yelling. The yelling is the most important part of this dish. It simply won’t taste the same without it.)
Once cooked, remove to a plate and then toast the cut-out piece of bread while you shout to your child that it is not your responsibility to keep track of his shoes and that you wouldn’t be a good parent if you did.

Display lovingly on a plate and shout up the stairs to your child that breakfast is ready and he’d better hurry or he’ll be late for school.

Pat yourself on the back because your child is actually fed and clothed before the bus arrives. Before he rushes out the door, yell that you love him very much and that he’d better stop dragging his coat on the ground because you just cleaned it!

Now do the dishes.
I make these but I call them “egg in a frame”. Not quite as picturesque and your phrase. If you want it to look even fancier, leave the cookie cutter in the bread and break the egg into the inside of the cutter. The put a lid on it and it will cook through without having to flip it over. Then it will look really neat and tidy. (Obviously remove the cutter prior to eating. Duh.)
I know you’ll try it this way because you really want to impress your son.
We call it toad in a hole. My kids love them!
We called them doughnut eggs, or eggs in a basket. I grew up with them. We were never fancy though. Sometimes if we couldn’t find a cookie cutter we would just rip the hole out.
So that’s why your children are so well adjusted.
And, thank you for helping me to feel better about all the before-school yelling that I do.
That looks delicious, and very cute. I think I’ll make one for myself, and if the yelling is required, then I can always find something to yell at my roommate about.
that looks REALLY good, considering how i haven’t had any breakfast and it’s 10:50am.
yowza.
i’m at work, though, so i can’t really yell at anyone without getting fired. will the taste change dramatically, or do you think i could make do for now?
what if i promise to try it again tomorrow morning, avec yelling?
This is a great and easy idea! Why can’t I ever think of stuff like this?! Thanks for sharing!
I had forgotten about these! Thanks for the reminder. You are such a good mom making hot breakfasts for your kiddos. Even if it is peppered with a little yelling.
Like you said, makes it taste so much better.
Mine have never looked that cute. Anyway I am hungry and I have some one pt bread and 2 pts for the egg and some I can’t believe it’s not butter. YUM for 3 pts.
Two of them for 6!
We have those a lot at our house. Here are some of the names I have heard them called:
Egg in a Hole
Egg in a basket
Donut Eggs
Egg in the road
Egg in a Frame
Toad in a hole
Camel Eye???
Egg toast
And now Toad in the Road.
No matter what you call them they are tasty!
My dad used to make these for us all the time when we were kids. He said they lived off them on their mission.
But he called them Popeyes, for some reason.
i have never had one of those, by any name. clearly my mother did not love me. (although, i’m pretty sure she yelled a lot of the phrases listed above. maybe she loved me after all!)
I’ve never seen that before. I’m totally gonna try it!
So Yummy in my tummy! Saturday breakfast… check!
I had to laugh, because this sounds like mornings at my house! I have an old 1950’s cookbook that I love, and it has this idea in it, but they call it eggs in a frame. I have never tried it, but Danny says his mom used to make it all the time for breakfast. Looks yummers!
I learned to make these “eggs in a frame” in Mrs. Baxters 7th grade Home Ec. class. I felt so cool making them at home after that. I especially liked the little piece of toast from the middle to dip into the runny yolk.
Hey Tiffany, This is my first visit to your Brilliant Blog. I found you via Jennifer of Jennifer Jeffrey fame. I would have probably been committed if someone had walked through the door and heard my snorting and giggling. I’m going to have to think very seriously about taking the WBWG Pledge.
Cheers!
That is a really fun idea. You are gonna end up with your own cooking show if you don’t watch out. Tiffany’s Cooking For Kids.
My kids love these! Nice blog I have enjoyed my visit!
That is the cutest breakfast ever.
Please come and make it for me
Please ignore Jennie W.’s advice. (I can say that, she’s my sister). The egg tastes much better when it’s been flipped and is crunchy and brown on both sides. Plus, you have a better chance of avoiding that nasty gooey slimy snotty stuff that happens when egg white isn’t cooked enough. BARF.
This is my favorite thing to make for breakfast, i absolutely love it! I found your blog through a series of clicks and just love the layout! I’ll be coming back to read more for sure! -e
My mom made this for me all the time and I make it for Collin and Brian sometimes. We call it Egg Nest. The only difference is my family uses a shot glass to make the hole…hmmm…what does that say about my family?