Huevos Florentine

Raul is back in the Off-Broadview apartment on the Upper East Side with the dog while Drew gets Drew's Mom settled in her winter home. While up north Drew's Mom had heard of a delicious-sounding breakfast dish from a friend. She is eager to try it but there is no real recipe. No real recipe never daunts Drew who proceeds to put one together. "It sounds much like the Huevos Fagiole that I concocted," says Drew. "We'll figure it out. What do you have in the fridge?"

Drew pre-heats a cast iron skillet and gets a mixture of olive oil and a bit of butter (for flavour) bubbling. He chops up a small onion, three large mushrooms and two cloves of garlic. The tosses them in the oil and then lowers the temperature so that the onions will caramelize instead of burning. When the onions have begun to brown he adds six chopped baby tomatoes and waits for the mixture to blend and bubble. Pepper and Mrs Dash are enough seasoning, though that may just be because Drew's Mom does not have any wasabi. He cranks the heat to medium and throws in three large handfuls of baby spinach. As soon as it begins to wilt - spinach cannot cook long before turning bitter - he makes two little nests and drops in eggs. Of course one yolk breaks but visually it is still not quite the omelette it could be with just a quick stir.

Drew manages to plate the Huevos Florentine without breaking the other yolks. He puts ketchup on the table just in case but it turns out not to be necessary. "Delicious," raves Drew's Mom who is a relentless booster of any of Drew's endeavours and would have to fall to the ground choking before admitting that anything he cooks is not extraordinary.

"It is ok," agrees Drew. "We just need to add some green or red pepper next time."

"Or whatever is in the fridge," laughs Drew's Mom. "It's a shame that Raul has missed this. We'll have to make it on your next visit."