The world is a strange and beautiful place. Sometimes, eggs magically appear at my door. I love it. Some of these were a dark hue that I haven’t seen before. I wonder if a chicken’s mood effects their egg color? What color would the eggs be if all they listened to is Depeche Mode? Goth eggs? If they listed to Kenny G would they be clear?
Needless to say, they were fantastic tasting. Scrambled with a little salt and pepper.
I’ve been on an egg kick lately… I like to make ’em mollet style, then mix them with homemade mayo (http://theclothesmakethegirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/secret-to-homemade-mayo-patience.html), salt, and pepper. LUSCIOUS!
That photo of the whole eggs is beautiful! Love the speckled one.
I can’t wait to get to the farmer’s market every Saturday now for the fresh eggs! After Anthony Bourdain last night we got home and fried up some eggs and put them on some fresh French Boule bread with homemade pesto….mmmmmm, late night feast!