A little trick I learned from my Mother. When adding eggs to a dish, crack them in a ramekin one at a time and add, then crack the next into the ramekin and add, and so on. The object is not getting an “off” egg into your dish and spoiling the whole lot.
Oh, and something I’ve learned recently is to crack the egg on a flat surface (like the kitchen counter) rather than a bowl edge. It seems you have a better crack that way and less splinters and small shell pieces.
Y’all know that older eggs are better for egg salad or deviled eggs, right?
Fruit leather report: Not for us. It was far too sweet for me, and DH said it tasted way too strange (although sweet enough for him). I gave him one bite, which he tried and immediately spit back out.
Fortunately my daughter liked it. It will go home with her.
As much as I love deviled eggs, the thought of turning on heat to boil eggs is almost too much to bear right now! I just came in from the Dreadful Outdoors, from doing the second watering of the day, and all I want to do is lie down on the cold tile floor of the guest bathroom - just where all four dogs are hiding!
I came in from outside, and could not find the dogs - until I glanced into the guest room, and there were all four of my monsters, all doing the Froggy Doggy Yoga pose on the bathroom floor! They looked so comfortable, I seriously thought about joining them there! It was way too hot to live today - how did anyone survive Texas summers before air conditioning?
Guess what? It wasn’t so hot back then. Yes, it was hot, but not for so long and so intense. And houses were build for cross breeze and sleeping porches.
My question is “why did anyone look at this flat, hard, treeless land and say, Yes! I want to live here!” What were my grandparents thinking?
A little trick I learned from my Mother. When adding eggs to a dish, crack them in a ramekin one at a time and add, then crack the next into the ramekin and add, and so on. The object is not getting an “off” egg into your dish and spoiling the whole lot.
Oh, and something I’ve learned recently is to crack the egg on a flat surface (like the kitchen counter) rather than a bowl edge. It seems you have a better crack that way and less splinters and small shell pieces.
Y’all know that older eggs are better for egg salad or deviled eggs, right?
Yes. I need to move my post Perfect Hardboiled Eggs over here.
Cool! I want to see it. I have a great egg salad that is not like all the rest and is really, really wonderful.
Fruit leather report: Not for us. It was far too sweet for me, and DH said it tasted way too strange (although sweet enough for him). I gave him one bite, which he tried and immediately spit back out.
Fortunately my daughter liked it. It will go home with her.
As much as I love deviled eggs, the thought of turning on heat to boil eggs is almost too much to bear right now! I just came in from the Dreadful Outdoors, from doing the second watering of the day, and all I want to do is lie down on the cold tile floor of the guest bathroom - just where all four dogs are hiding!
I came in from outside, and could not find the dogs - until I glanced into the guest room, and there were all four of my monsters, all doing the Froggy Doggy Yoga pose on the bathroom floor! They looked so comfortable, I seriously thought about joining them there! It was way too hot to live today - how did anyone survive Texas summers before air conditioning?
Guess what? It wasn’t so hot back then. Yes, it was hot, but not for so long and so intense. And houses were build for cross breeze and sleeping porches.
My question is “why did anyone look at this flat, hard, treeless land and say, Yes! I want to live here!” What were my grandparents thinking?