Chorizo and Feta Egg Muffins
“These eggs are broken. Cracked.”
“Yes, ma’am. That happens sometimes.”
“Does it?”
“Yes, it’s the unfortunate part of being an egg.”
– Peter Hedges
I don’t exactly remember the first time I had chorizo but I know it was after I finished college and moved back to Ireland. The way I remember it was that my friend, Alberto, invited me to join him at a Spanish dinner party that was held in one of the hotels in Temple Bar. For a nominal sum, you could drink as much wine and eat as much manchego cheese, crusty bread and cured meats as your heart desired. It was so much fun and I made a lot of friends through these dinners as well as discovering a lot about Spanish food and culture.