Aside from the memories of time spent with family, playing in the country, and connecting with old friends, we left the North Florida woods last weekend with a tangible treat--actually, seven tangible treats--fresh eggs from the dome chickens.Just outside the dome-sweet-dome where Aunt S, Uncle S, Big L and little l live, eleven chickens present them with fresh eggs every day (except the rooster, the two funky chickens, and the one brooding mama hen).Big B and little b love the daily ritual that occurs there, inspecting the coop for eggs like seekers on a treasure hunt. Many of my friends and Papa's family are familiar with the taste of fresh eggs, but this is a relatively new indulgence for me. It is something very special. The morning after these seven were collected, we made simple turkey-cheddar omelets for breakfast. They were easily the most delicious I've ever tasted.
"Love and eggs are best when they are fresh." -Russian Proverb