Post-Thanksgiving week. Turkey leftovers are gone — faster than last year because Emma's tiramisu stole the show and nobody had room to take home turkey. The tiramisu was the conversation piece for three days. Ma called me on Sunday and said, "Tell Emma to make that cake again for Tet." My mother — who has never once complimented anyone's dessert that isn't Vietnamese — is requesting my daughter's tiramisu. I need to lie down.
Emma was over the moon. She called Linh to tell her. Linh said, "You know what this means? Ma thinks you can cook." In the Tran family, this is the equivalent of being knighted. You have been recognized. You are in the club. The club of people whose food Mai Tran deigns to eat.
Tyler's auto shop class is working on a donated 1998 Toyota Camry. They're replacing the brakes, changing the oil, and doing a basic tune-up. Tyler came home covered in grease and radiating happiness. He said, "Dad, I replaced a brake rotor today." He said it the way other kids talk about touchdowns or test scores. This is his thing. Cars, engines, things that turn and spin and combust. I see so much of the shrimp boat kid in him — the one who needed to work with his hands, who didn't fit in a classroom but fit perfectly in a workshop.
Lily's been cooking at least once a week now. Not big meals — simple things. Fried rice. Upgraded ramen. Scrambled eggs with scallion and soy sauce. She doesn't ask for help anymore. She just goes into the kitchen and makes something. The chicken-nugget era is officially over. The Bobby Tran Jr. era has begun.
Work wrapping up for the year. Q4 is always strong — restaurants buy equipment before year-end for tax reasons. I've got three installations pending before Christmas. The income is good. The retirement fund is growing, slowly, the way retirement funds do when you spent your twenties on a shrimp boat and your thirties on whiskey. I'm behind where I should be. But I'm ahead of where I was. Forward is forward.
Made something special this week: banh mi op la — the Vietnamese breakfast sandwich. Baguette, fried eggs, pate, maggi sauce, chili sauce, buttered and toasted. It takes five minutes and it's the greatest breakfast on earth. I made it for myself on a Tuesday morning at 5:30 AM and ate it in the truck on the way to work and felt like a king. Some days, that's all it takes. Five minutes. A sandwich. The right sauce.
That Tuesday morning in the truck — baguette, fried egg, the right sauce, five minutes — reminded me of something I already knew but keep needing to relearn: a great breakfast doesn’t ask much of you. It just asks that you show up. This egg toast isn’t banh mi op la, but it carries the same spirit — creamy, rich, built around a properly cooked egg on good toasted bread, and done before your coffee gets cold. After a week of watching my kids come into their own — Emma earning Ma’s highest honor, Tyler covered in grease and grinning, Lily cracking eggs without asking for help — I wanted a recipe that matched the mood: simple, confident, no fanfare required.
Simple Goat Cheese and Egg Toasts with Peas and Dill
Prep Time: 5 min | Cook Time: 10 min | Total Time: 15 min | Servings: 2
Ingredients
- 2 thick slices crusty bread (sourdough or country loaf)
- 2 large eggs
- 2 oz soft goat cheese, at room temperature
- 1/3 cup fresh or thawed frozen peas
- 1 tablespoon unsalted butter, divided
- 1 tablespoon fresh dill, roughly chopped
- 1 teaspoon olive oil
- 1/4 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes (optional)
- Flaky sea salt and black pepper, to taste
- Lemon wedge, for serving
Instructions
- Toast the bread. Toast the bread slices in a toaster or under the broiler until golden and crisp on the outside but still slightly chewy in the center. Set aside on a plate.
- Warm the peas. In a small skillet over medium-low heat, melt 1/2 tablespoon of the butter with the olive oil. Add the peas, season lightly with salt and pepper, and cook for 2–3 minutes until just heated through and bright green. Remove from heat and set aside.
- Fry the eggs. In a separate non-stick skillet over medium heat, melt the remaining 1/2 tablespoon of butter. Crack in the eggs and cook to your preference — sunny-side up for a runny yolk, or flip gently for over-easy. Season with salt and black pepper.
- Spread the goat cheese. While the eggs are still cooking, spread a generous layer of soft goat cheese over each toasted slice, covering it edge to edge so it warms slightly from the heat of the bread.
- Assemble the toasts. Spoon the warm peas over the goat cheese layer on each toast. Carefully place a fried egg on top of each. Scatter the fresh dill over both toasts and add red pepper flakes if using.
- Finish and serve. Squeeze a little lemon juice over the top, add a pinch of flaky sea salt, and serve immediately while the egg yolk is still runny and the bread holds its crunch.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 340 | Protein: 16g | Fat: 19g | Carbs: 27g | Fiber: 3g | Sodium: 480mg
About the cook who shared this
Bobby Tran
Week 88 of Bobby’s 30-year story
· Houston, Texas
Bobby Tran was born in a refugee camp in Arkansas to parents who fled Saigon with nothing. He grew up in Houston straddling two worlds — Vietnamese at home, Texan everywhere else — and learned to cook from his mother's pho and a neighbor's BBQ smoker. He's a former shrimper, a recovering alcoholic, a divorced dad of three, and the guy who marinates brisket in fish sauce and lemongrass because he doesn't believe in borders, especially when it comes to flavor.