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Monday Morning in the Kitchen: Dad's (Product Placement) Omelet

My parents stand firmly behind this blogging thing I'm attempting.  Before I left their house on Saturday, Mom said, "You need to take a picture of Dad's omelet!"  I agreed, with the caveat that I then needed the recipe, so I could feature the omelet on Monday's (today's) blog post. 

 

Before Dad gave me the recipe, he said that the omelet pan is also important, and I needed to take a photo of the pan.  So, if you have a cast-iron pan that looks like this, you're good to go:


Dad began reciting the recipe:  

1/2 cup Better Than Eggs
1 stick cheese--At this point, Mom rushed to the refrigerator to elaborate--1 stick Frigo Light String Mozzarella Cheese
1 handful of diced mushroom slices
(Now Dad caught the vision of specificity, at least in product placement)
whole bunch of Kirkland's Organic No-Salt Seasoning
Winco's Non-Stick Olive Oil Cooking Spray
Anything else you'd like to add--salmon, in this specific omelet; bacon and sharp cheddar cheese, if you can get away with it

Spray the pan with the cooking spray, and preheat the pan at medium-high heat (#6 on my parents' electric stove).

Pour the eggs in, and with a fork, pull the eggs toward the center of the pan, swirling the pan as you go.

Put the toppings on.

Cook it.

I was allowed to taste-test the final product, and I gave it 2 thumbs up.  

 
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Thanks for supportive parents, and yummy omelets.

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  1. The omelet making skill is a great one to have. In college, I had a job in the dining hall. On Saturday mornings I was the omelet maker. Because of it, I can now totally impress my kids with the flipping of the egg by tossing it in the air.
    Your parents are just plain enjoyable.

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  2. I've never been able to make a good omelet. I love eating them, so thanks for the information.

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  3. Yum! We love eggs and now that they aren't bad for us anymore we have them for dinner at least once a week. I will have to try your Dad's omelet!

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