Black Truffle

Some time ago I purchased a lone black truffle. I’ve heard so much about them, but I’ve never had an opportunity to try one, or even to try truffle oil. Since last week I perfected my omelette technique, and truffle and eggs are such a classic combination, I decided to treat my husband and myself to a black truffle omelette. I really had no idea what to expect when I opened the jar containing the truffle, but the first thing to hit me was the smell. I’ve heard it described in so many ways, mostly earthy… devine… descriptions that aren’t really all that descriptive; to me it almost smelled chocolate. The texture was another surprise; I expected it to feel like a mushroom, but it was much rougher in texture and more firm.  I didn’t really use all that much in the eggs, just a light dusting really, but the flavor was really truly beautiful though I would find it hard to describe; there was still the almost chocolatey perfume to it, but it didn’t taste anything like chocolate really. Now I’m dying to buy some truffle oil and make a risotto.

All in all it was a great treat for a special Sunday breakfast, and really fun to make. My husband, who’s really not all that much a foodie really thought it was something special as well. He’s looking forward to a mushroom risotto with truffle oil at this point. I’ll have to put up the recipe for that when I get around to making it.

Other than that I spent most of the day just relaxing and catching a few movies on cable. It was a really uneventful day even for my kitty who spent most of it hanging out in the front room window soaking up some sun. A perfect Sunday I guess