A few days ago I gushed about turnovers as written about by The Wimpy Vegetarian. Being a solitary cook, I had a couple left over, so I wrapped them well and froze them. I got home late last night after teaching a fantastic and energetic class to a group of marvelous ladies, way too tired to even contemplate dinner. But I knew I had some treasures in the freezer. I moved one of the tarts to the refrigerator in anticipation of a good breakfast. It turned out to be a great breakfast.
Yes, friends, I do use a microwave. But baked goods require a gentle touch when reheating in one. They don’t contain much in the way of moisture, so will dry out easily and quickly. That would be a terrible fate for such a delicate and wonderful creation as these tarts. I set one on a plate, then dampened a paper towel with water. I draped the damp towel over the tart, and set the time for 2 minutes and the power to 4, or 40%. After the timer went off, I let the tart sit in the microwave while I poached an egg.
When the egg was just right, I removed the plate from the microwave, discarded the paper towel, and nestled the egg atop the tart. With a cup of coffee and a good book on my cool, shady front porch, the combination more than compensated for going without dinner.