Do you love egg salad? This egg salad might just be the best egg salad you've ever had. It is my absolute favourite. There are boiled eggs (and feel free to leave the yolks slightly soft if you love it even creamier), tarama, pickles, chives, tarragon and mayonnaise. Perfect for filling a sandwich or for eating with greens for a meal! And if you love egg salad this is a pushy recipe Dear Reader!
I loved this egg salad so much so that it would probably appear in my last meal scenario and I'm not even joking here as I would quite happily make my last bite on earth this salad. Tarama gives it an added richness as well as the flavour profile that isn't out of place. It makes it more interesting than a regular egg salad but not strange.
Speaking of last bites and dying, whenever I go overseas I sometimes have a problem looking the wrong way with traffic because we drive on the other side of the road. I'm getting better at looking each way but one night in Portugal I almost stepped out onto a street. "I don't want to die here!" I said to Mr NQN who pulled me back onto the street. "I can't die here because I can't haunt this place". I mean it was nice but I didn't want to spend eternity there.
On this trip we kept our plans slightly open. We were able to do this because it wasn't a media trip and it was one that we planned ourselves. Due to a miscommunication one hotel only had us for two nights instead of three so we scrambled to find somewhere for the last night.
Mr NQN booked an Air BNB that said "Free parking on premises" but when he enquired it turned out it was street parking. This was obviously different from advertised so we cancelled it because we did not want to deal with moving a car constantly in the city. Also I wasn't that taken with the place because the night in question was my birthday and I wanted somewhere special. And then we made what was meant to be a day trip to Sintra, a fairytale town because Dear Reader, you should absolutely go to somewhere like Sintra on your birthday.
Smitten by Sintra and wanting to stay a night there we chanced upon a place in Sintra that surpassed all our expectations. It was an incredible chalet that was the perfect place to spend a birthday. I enjoyed it so much that I didn't want to leave the next day.
There was the exquisite house, beautiful room and divine service but there was also a tiny little dog called Joaninha who I fell in love with. She had the spirit of Mochaloo in her big liquid brown eyes and would snuggle up against me while Mr NQN played with her. I felt like on my birthday I had found myself in the perfect place. "I could die here," I said to Mr NQN. "I'd be quite happy haunting guests here," I reasoned.
So tell me Dear Reader, do you ever feel like you could be happy haunting a city or place? Do you ever think, "I don't want to die here of all places!"? Do you love egg salad?
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