Eggs...

My friend Rachel told me that she missed my blog posts and I needed to post something soon so this is for you.

I would have to say that eggs are one of my favorite foods. At the risk of sounding like Edie from Pink Flamingos, I like eggs of all kinds. The number one thing that I like about eggs is their versatility and necessity. I know that my baked goods would not be the same without eggs. I also find eggs to be my usual go to item when I do not want to cook. At my internship my co-worker/friend Cris gave me a dozen of her farm fresh eggs as a going away gift (I only have one day left of my internship). I was ecstatic when I got the eggs.

Here are the eggs I received. I love the blue eggs from her Araucana chickens.


I like scrambled eggs the best. I start off by placing the eggs in a bowl with about a tablespoon of water, milk or cream and a pinch of kosher salt.


I then use a whisk (or if I am lazy a fork) to break apart the yolk and create an emulsion of egg yolk and white. I find that farm fresh eggs have yellower yolks than store bought eggs and have a stronger egg taste.


For me there is no question that it must absolutely be butter. I know that there are healthier alternatives, but I prefer the taste of eggs and butter.


Now this is the point where I separate my eggs from the rubbery overcooked eggs that we are so frequently forced to endure. I cook my eggs to a point where they are firm, and no browning has occured they will also still look a bit moist. Do not worry the eggs will continue to cook once they are on the plate.


I add fresh freshly cracked pepper to the eggs once they have finished cooking, I do not like the way eggs look when the pepper has been mixed in causing them to take on a bit of a grey tone. These eggs were for Nicole served with a slice of tomato and a piece of asiago toast.


In outside news I was excited to see that my Mary Washington asparagus has finally popped up out of the ground. It will not be ready to be harvested until next year, but I am patient...


And in the front yard my peonies have also popped up in a row.


Behind the row of regular peonies is my prized Momoyama Tree Peony that Brian got me for my birthday a few years ago. If you have been reading this blog you probably recall how excited I was that this peony finally bloomed last year.