1 onion
1/2 cup parsley
1 tsp ground cumin
1 tsp ground coriander
Salt and ground black pepper
300g beef or lamb mince
1/2 cup breadcrumbs
1 egg
2 tbsp olive oil
1 onion, finely chopped
2 x 400g cans chopped tomatoes
1 tsp sugar
6 to 12 eggs
1/2 cup chopped coriander
1. Place onion, parsley and spices in the bowl of a food processor and pulse until onion is puréed. Place onion mixture in a bowl along with mince, breadcrumbs and egg. Form small, walnut-sized balls with the mince mixture and refrigerate until required.
2. Preheat oven to 180°C. Heat 1 tbsp of the oil in a frying pan and cook meatballs until golden and cooked through. Set aside.
3. Heat the remaining oil in the frying pan and cook the second onion until tender. Add tomatoes and sugar and allow to boil, then simmer for 5 minutes. Spoon tomato into the base of 4 shallow ovenproof dishes, then scatter meatballs between the 4 dishes.
4. Break 1 to 2 eggs into each dish and bake until whites are cooked through.
5. Sprinkle with chopped coriander.
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