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.