Living near the city of angels was anything but angelic. As most of you know, my life has been a patchwork quilt of different cities and friendships due to an unstable childhood. I recall people from my past, but often have a hard time placing where I met them. Those early years of my life were like a roller coaster ride filled with many highs and lows. One minute I was enjoying my life living next to the beach and the next I was in the inner city trying to toughen up. It wasn't all bad, however. Living near the beach for a steady 4 years was one of the best times I can remember. I had a group of close friends that I spent almost every day with. One night we had a slumber party at my friend Vanessa's house and snuck out in the middle of the night to go teepeeing. We grabbed a box of eggs out of the fridge and countless rolls of toilet paper. Don't ask me why but we decided to tee-pee our elementary school. It sounded like a great idea as we all dug through Vanessa's closet to find something black to wear. I had always been a good girl and hated to get in trouble, but suddenly I was excited about being bad. As we walked a couple blocks toward our school, we ducked behind parked cars so that no one saw us. Upon arriving, we all giggled as we threw egg after egg and toilet paper roll upon toilet paper roll at the teacher, we hated most classroom. This wasn't the first time Ms. Shigeta had been teepeed and for good reason if you ask me. We were so full of adrenaline after stringing the last bit of toilet paper that we ran home as fast as we could. Vanessa quieted us as we came upon her house, hoping her mother wouldn't notice we left. It was a night to remember in a sea full of good and bad memories. Luckily, no one ever found out what we did. However, it was the talk of the school the following Monday morning. We all kept tight lips as we listened to others gossip about what happened. Although I'm no longer out teepeeing in the middle of the night, I still enjoy being devilish with eggs. Only this time it's a food preparation, accompanied by a fantastic glass of wine.
No party is complete without deviled eggs to snack on. They're fairly simple to make or you can pick up a ready made package at your local grocery store. I always wondered what made these eggs "deviled." According to Wikipedia, "The term "deviled" in reference to food, was in use in the 18th century, with the first known print reference appearing in 1786. In the 19th century, it came to be used most often with spicy or zesty food, including eggs prepared with mustard, pepper or other ingredients stuffed in the yolk cavity." I must have a devilish side to me because I love spicy food! To accompany deviled eggs, I recently chose Nino Franco "Rustico" Prosecco from the Veneto, Italy. Prosecco is a sparkling wine and grape varietal that is native to this area of Italy. It is served at nearly every wedding and Sunday brunch in this region. This wine is somewhat reminiscent of champagne being in that most Proseccos display a fruity, floral character and not the crispness of acidity, layered flavors and massive body of excellent champagne. Typical Prosecco is just fruity and floral with often, a touch of sugar. Although white peaches and flowers are found in the wine, it has a steely and rich mouthfeel with incredible acidity. After sampling a bite of the food and then a sip of the wine, I enjoy how the acidity in the wine stands up to the sharpness of the mustard. At first, the fruit in the wine is most noticeable. The flavor of the wine then suddenly drops off and you taste the egg white more so than anything. I like how the mouthfeel of both mirror each other, creating a creamy texture on the tongue. Finally, the bubbles help to wash the oily texture of the egg off the palate and you have a pairing that is playing at the same volume. Just like the perfect couple, they compliment each other. Cheers!
Wine featured in this photo: Nino Franco "Rustico" Prosecco NV (means Non-Vintage)