free-range eggs (EoMEoTe#11)

Stephanie (Dispensing Happiness) is hosting this month’s EoMEoTE#11 – Seventies Song Lyrics Style!. I didn’t really think I’d be able to remember as far back as the 1970’s (I can’t even remember last week!!) but as I was bemoaning the fact that the most recent dozen eggs were finished, suddenly I remembered Simon and Garfunkel’s hit song Free Range Eggs.

Free Range Eggs
(With abject apologies to Paul Simon)

So long, Free Range Eggs.
I can’t believe your song is gone so soon.
I barely learned the tune
So soon
So soon.

I’ll remember Free Range Eggs.
One of the times your song was on a bun.
I never laughed so long
So long
So long.

White shell eggs may come and
Brown shell eggs may go and
Never change your point of view.
When I run dry
I stop awhile and think of you

So long, Free Range Eggs
Some of the times your song went well with toast.
I never laughed so long
So long
So long.

Yes, last Saturday, we had the happy fortune to get a dozen free-range eggs from a friend who runs his own chickens. He had collected the eggs that morning and said that they were from either the night before or that day. There were brown and white shell eggs, on the large side. And they were brilliant! The flavour was sweet (amazing, I never thought an egg would taste sweet) – and not just on Sunday when the eggs were one day old, but last Saturday when they were a week old. There were only two left on Saturday.

Because we wanted to really taste the last two eggs, we boiled them. We ate them cut in half and peppered. With toast and butter – and a little honey on some of the toast as well. And being the gluttons that we are, we also fried a few thickish slices of double smoked bacon from our favourite Polish butcher. And coffee, of course. What a fantastic breakfast!! We savoured this wonderful feast as long as we could. I had an urge to frame the shells….

Too bad for us, this fellow lives rather far from us. But we’ve GOT to figure out how to get some more of his chickens’ eggs!

Oh, and the honey we ate? Our friend also has bees and gave us a jar of his clover honey – delicious!

When I was thinking of songs, I was considering ripping off Joni Mitchell’s Sisotowbell Lane

Eating muffin buns and berries
By the steamy kitchen window
Sometimes we do
Our tongues turn blue

but we didn’t have any blueberries and I’m sure that Stephanie is just as much a stickler for rules as Jeanne is and wouldn’t allow muffins as being legitimate Eomeote material (even though they have eggs and might be considered as an egg and starch combo)

(Does anyone else think this event’s name should be changed to ASPotMEoTE?)

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  • Yay for free range eggs

    ASPotMEoTE?

  • ejm

    Yay indeed. Yay for insanely fresh free range eggs.

    In re: ASPotMEoTE

    And yet, weren’t you the one, Anthony, who used the hover and title technique on a seemingly uncaptioned photo?