It has been soooo long since we had fresh farm eggs. The last was from Wayne in Belmont, who has chickens.
(Mama’s chicken lot)
As we left Okee David Luke handed me a doz & half fresh brown eggs. My mind went immediately back to his dad and a farm in Missouri about 50 years ago. Kenneth remembered the powdered and cold storage eggs from the Army and wanted nothing else to do with them. He said watch one of the cold storage egg run all over the pan when you break it, then break one of these fresh eggs and notice the difference. The FARMER was right of course.
So the Next day, after Chobee, we had fresh eggs and grits for breakfast, a change from our oatmeal and cereals. HA! It was my treat for Sherry, but she did get up before I called her, we enjoyed the fresh brown eggs. I believe the egg shell of the fresh egg is twice as thick as the store bought ones. (?)
I have a habit of washing dishes as I go when cooking. I like to have as few as possible after the meal. For breakfast I like to finish and have a full cup of coffee in front of each of us and the plates done. We have been using some coffee from the Holy Cow coffee company. Good stuff.
Eggs: When we had a roach coach I bought eggs by the case from the farmers. All rejects because they were double yolks. I sold boiled eggs on the coach and folks loved getting the double yolk. I always thought of a double yolk as a treat. That was before the Doctors said we will killing ourselves with eggs. I do love eggs!!
You get mixed signals from the medical profession, most say the eggs are bad for you. A few way there is something in the eggs you don’t normally get elsewhere. Whatever, we still like eggs at least once a week.
I guess NewYear’s meal is settled. Sherry always fixes the traditional meal for a southerner as we know it, Black-eyed peas, greens and hog jowl. But we don’t have the hog jowl. Maybe we will just play like we had it.
PS: A wise man once said, “Sufficient for the day is the evil thereof so take no thought for tomorrow, it will take care of itself.” (That is exactly how I see it (Live today), but it is harder done than said.)
Happy New Year, when you are down just think of the old cars, some are more cared for than the new ones.
1953 was a good year.