I had never sampled Eggslut when it was a truck, but finally got my ass to the Grand Central Market, (one of my favorite places in LA anyway), this past weekend, where Eggslut, now has a permanent, wheel-less residence.
Oh my God! The menu was crazy. Everything sounded so good! I decided on the classic egg salad sandwich served on a brioche bun. My friend got the burger. We were thrilled to get this Eggslut party started.
My sandwich, wrapped in old-school brown paper, slid across the counter to my stool-perched torso. "Tara?" Yes! With a graceful drop of my jaw I took in the vision. Egg salad was spilling over the brioche edges and a shiny white fork pierced it's gut. Mine!
I opened wide and fit as big of a bite as I could. I wanted to chew for awhile, really absorb everything. The egg salad was divine. Creamy, sweet, and a little tangy. The brioche bun was killing me. It was soft and luxurious. I was in food perv heaven with this Eggslut sandwich.
I asked if she wanted a bite of mine, only because I wanted a bite of hers. It took everything in me to ask instead of just take. Grease leaked from the burger as I chewed. Melty, pink-meat grease, egg yolk and avocado collided between my cheeks and ivories. A lovely swallow. Perfection.
If you would like to get your own Eggslut on your face, and in your stomach, they are open everyday 8 am to 4pm.
Did you know that there is no definition for "Eggslut" on Urban Dictionary! Can you believe it? Basically, an eggslut is someone who loves to top everything with an egg. "Put an egg on it!" Burgers, Pizza, Salad, you name it and a true eggslut will rationalize that whatever they are about to eat will taste much better with an egg on it.