Egg cups for expats

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I arrived back in Texas exactly a week ago. I would have posted earlier, but I got a (mild) concussion my first full day back in the U.S. and since then my friend and fellow reverse-expat Lola has been visiting. It’s been good to have her here while I adjust to being back in the U.S. Over the last week I have found myself missing the following:

  • E45 lotion (it’s very dry here in a semi-desert);
  • sparkling water;
  • £1 coins (or at least wishing $1 coins were more widely used);
  • egg cups.

Both my British and German/Austrian housemates got me into the habit of eating soft-boiled eggs. Not many Americans do this, at least, the only Americans I’ve met who have eaten soft-boiled eggs have had some European connection. Naturally, my parents’ kitchen does not have any egg cups. That is where improvisation comes in: a narrow jar serves nicely, until I can buy some egg cups of my own.

As for sparkling water, imagine my surprise and delight when at my parents’ favourite steak house the restaurant actually had San Pellegrino! Sparkling water never tasted so good.

We’ve been eating out a lot, so I am definitely getting my fill of Tex-Mex. Though, food here is a lot heavier than I am used to eating. I haven’t yet ventured out on my own to the grocery store to see what I can find — no driving yet, thanks to the concussion — but I hope that the wider options available to me in a big city supermarket will inspire me to get back into cooking.

It is warm here, though, and I am so glad to be able to wear a t-shirt and skirt and ballet flats instead of wearing at least three layers and then my wool winter coat just to go outside. And I saw a hummingbird at the hummingbird feeder — a hummingbird, for the first time in over five years! I wonder what else I will rediscover while I am here.

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2 thoughts on “Egg cups for expats

  1. Lola says:

    That’s my hand! I feel famous! I’m adding ‘hand model’ to my CV.

    One thing I’ve noticed this week: portion sizes in Texas seem about the same as in Philadelphia. So everything isn’t bigger in Texas. (This is probably a bad thing.)

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