The Secret Behind Tamago Sando in One Photo.

There.

I didn’t cover this in my book, because I didn’t learn about this hack back then.

Shows that even as banal as making egg sandwiches, there’s always room to improve.

So if you ever wonder why your egg sandwich isn’t the same as the ones in the Japanese 7-11, it’s not that they have magic eggs.

I’m talking out of my ass here, but I’m just going to guess the egg whites and yolks have different textures. So if we mash them together, the white either stays chunky or the yolk just becomes a powdery mess.

Mash them separately, then combine, then add bucket loads of kewpie.
Touch of salt, pepper, mustard, and parmesan cheese.
If you’re like me, curry powder.
Butter the bread generously.

I don’t know which is more insane:

Melbourne restaurants charging $15 for two of these;

or

the people who are willing to pay for them.

Wait, don’t tell me.

The little girl from the Old El Paso ad is standing behind me, isn’t she?

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If I’m lucky, this time next week I’ll be in New Zealand. Truth be told I have forgotten how to travel, all I have is anxiety that we’ll catch COVID in the cab, the airport, the plane, in Auckland, in Queenstown. Not sure if I’ll have too much or not enough time to write. I’ll post a photo about … ice cream? I don’t even know what’s good in New Zealand anymore. Was trying to schedule a meet-up with a friend and so far we have settled on Gong Cha. Not kidding.

GLHF.
And Happy Mooncake Festival.
Chang Er loves you very much.