How to Make Martha Stewart’s Creamy Deviled Eggs

You’re not alone—deviled eggs are the ultimate bite-sized comfort food, and once you’ve had a truly great one, there’s no going back. And yes—Martha Stewart’s version really is next-level. It’s not just about the filling; it’s about texture, balance, and that perfect punch of flavor that makes you pause mid-bite and say, “Oh. So this is how they’re supposed to taste.”

Here’s how to make Martha’s famously creamy, perfectly seasoned deviled eggs—plus a few pro tips to make them even better (because once you go this route, your kids might actually start dreaming in deviled eggs).

Why Martha’s Version Stands Out

🥚 Ultra-smooth, cloud-like filling (no chalky or dry yolks!)
🌶️ Just the right kick—from hot sauce and mustard
🧈 Rich but not heavy—thanks to a smart blend of mayo and Greek yogurt (or sour cream)
⏱️ Ready in 20 minutes—if you’ve got boiled eggs ready
💛 Crowd-pleasing with a gourmet finish
6 large eggs, hard-boiled and peeled
3 tbsp mayonnaise (preferably Duke’s or Hellmann’s)
1 tbsp plain Greek yogurt or sour cream (adds tang + creaminess)
1 tsp Dijon mustard
1 tsp white vinegar or apple cider vinegar
¼ tsp kosher salt
¼ tsp freshly ground black pepper
2–4 drops hot sauce (like Tabasco or Cholula)—start low, go slow
Optional garnishes:
Paprika (smoked or sweet)
Chopped chives or dill
Crumbled bacon
Everything bagel seasoning
Dill pickle relish or capers
Step-by-Step Instructions (Silky, Spicy, Foolproof)

1. Boil & Peel Perfect Eggs

Place eggs in a saucepan, cover with 1 inch cold water.
Bring to a boil, then cover and remove from heat. Let sit 10–12 minutes.
Transfer to ice water bath for 15 minutes. Peel under cool running water.
2. Halve & Yolk Prep

Slice eggs in half lengthwise. Pop yolks into a bowl; place whites on a serving tray.
3. Make the Filling

Mash yolks with a fork until fine.
Add mayo, yogurt, Dijon, vinegar, salt, pepper, and hot sauce.
Mix until completely smooth—no lumps! (A hand mixer or food processor works wonders.)

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