Penning about eggs brings me back to my childhood days. A time when things were quite simple; but lush and rich. Well, that’s was what my siblings and I thought then. And funny enough, I still feel that way. Some may disagree. You see, in our backyard, our family reared or should I say, raised these amazing hens. It was a farm to table type of living in a huge way. It warms my heart just thinking about it.
It was our duty to feed those extraordinary hens and keep their coops clean. They would peck at our fingers especially when we had to retrieve those precious organic eggs. Oh, those moments were packed with excitement but felt a wee bit scary. None of us wanted to be pecked.
Can you imagine? We were always overjoyed to bring in the bounties to our humble kitchen. They were always warm to the touch as we nabbed them from those amazing hens. Dear mom had her way in creating super fluffy and delicious scrambled, fried or boiled eggs. We thought those birds were quite magical. And they were. I even had names for each of them.
As adult, I still get excited about the incredible eggs. They are filling and can be had at breakfast, brunch, lunch or dinner. Moreover, based on research, I know that they are loaded with beneficial vitamins, minerals, antioxidants and other nutrients that are good for the body.
Eggs are can be cooked in variety of ways and depending on my feeling I’ll cook them in the following ways:
These are just about some of the ways I love my eggs. Oh, they bring back such memories.