I tried some egg toast once, at a place I won’t name here. And I didn’t know what all the fuss was all about. Did I miss something or was it just bread with eggs and maybe meat?
I didn’t miss anything but they did because apparently I just needed to have GOOD egg toast, and Egg Tuck was the answer. Their Bacon & Cheese sits between beautifully buttery brioche, and those eggs are light and fluffy beyond my wildest dreams, so airy I think I have to eat them before they float away. Add gooey cheddar cheese and smears of slightly spicy sriracha Mayo and I swear there is nothing better in the world.
The Original Royal West opts for a runny over-medium egg with a sweet-sauce galbi patty, a perfect little burger. It’s a good one but I just can’t choose it over those otherworldly scrambled eggs.
Don’t want bread? The Eggcellent Burrito will do but you’re missing out - the brioche is brilliant and for once, the bread adds something instead of acting as an afterthought. Same spectacular scrambled eggs, though, same great sauce, with dots of tots added for texture.
These egg toasts have converted me from indifference to obsession, but one thing still eats at me. The egg doesn’t reach to the bottom of the toast so you always end with at least an inch of untouched toast and nothing left to eat it with. At least this bread is good, I guess.
It’s been done, all of it, except it’s never been done like this. It’s just eggs in a sandwich but Egg Tuck’s eggs make it so much more.