Quick breakfast: eggs and low carb toast

No, I'm not going low carb, but I know some folks who are, and y'all know me: I always try to be helpful, even while mercilessly mocking those who are trying to be healthier. As I learned from making my chicken flatbread, baking lavash bread makes it nice and crispy like a cracker. Now, that's perfect for charcuterie boards or pizz...flatbreads, but not so good for toast.

Luckily, that shit rolls up nice and easy. Take a pizza cutter (or knife) to it and cut it into bite size pieces, and you're good to go. The pieces really want to unravel on you, so be careful about that.

Anyway, if you're a butter person (and you fucking should be unless you're trying to be "healthy" or whatever), melt a little butter in your non-stick pan, then set the rolled up bread pieces on their sides in the butter. Let them brown until they're the crispiness you're looking for (I didn't want mine too crunchy), then flip them over and toast the other edge. You'll probably need to add more butter at some point as it will be absorbed by the bread, so just keep an eye on that.

Once the bread is cooked the way you like, just serve it up with some eggs and you're good to go. Even toasted, the lavash does a hell of a job soaking up egg yolk, so keep those eggs runny if you like them that way.

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