Cook 'easy' fried eggs in just minutes without a frying pan or oil
Nothing beats a fried egg for breakfast on a buttery slice of toast or as part of a full English - but it appears there's a superior method to prepare them.
Fried eggs are delightful but many people can be deterred from cooking them as they're conventionally prepared in a pan with oil, and nobody fancies spending their morning scrubbing away at a stubborn frying pan.
Nevertheless, Annie, a chef and creator of the recipe website Upstate Ramblings has revealed there's a far simpler and healthier approach to delicious fried eggs as all you require is an air fryer. Annie explained: "Learn how to make fried eggs in the air fryer! This delicious breakfast is easy to make and very adaptable. It comes after a writer claimed ' I tried butter from Tesco, Aldi, Lidl and big brands - and the winner is not Lurpak '.
"There is no need to preheat a pan or heat up the house. You just break some eggs and start the air fryer." It might seem straightforward, but preparing fried eggs in an air fryer isn't only practical but will produce a more uniformly cooked egg with a silkier texture as the circulating hot air will cook it consistently on all surfaces.
It also demands significantly less oil so you'll have no oily mess to clean up afterwards, meaning you can create a fried egg without any hassle, reports the Express.
How to make a fried egg in the air fryer
To attempt this recipe, first break your eggs into a small heat-resistant bowl or ramekin. Spray with cooking oil or add one or two drops of oil to the dish.
Season the egg with salt and pepper, then place in the air fryer at 190C for four minutes if you wish for a fried egg with a runny yolk. If you desire a firmer fried egg, prepare the egg at one-minute intervals until it reaches your preferred consistency.
A medium-fried egg where the yolk remains runny will generally require about six minutes in the air fryer whilst a fried egg with a set yolk will need around eight minutes.
Annie said: "The perfect time depends on how you like your eggs cooked. You can cook them for a shorter time and have a runny egg yolk or cook them longer for a firm egg yolk".
Once prepared, slide a spatula or knife around the edges to release the egg from its vessel, and then your flawlessly cooked fried egg is ready to plate up.
Annie ends, saying: "Serving your fried eggs with slices of toast to mop up the runny yolk is traditional. Add toppings for extra flavour, like shredded cheese, hot sauce, or fresh herbs. Or add a little Breakfast Sauce and put the fried egg on avocado toast".
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