Wouldn't Martha Stewart be envious of these beauties?
Anna had a new friend for a sleep over last night and she happens to live outside of Chiavari. The girls had a 5 o'clock wake up call for a school "gita"- field trip, and it was much easier on her parents if she stayed here. Well, as a thank you for this simple deed, when her Dad dropped her off he left me a dozen, freshly laid eggs from their chickens! Sam and I fried some up this morning for breakfast and those eggs were mmm mmm good. Nice yellow/red yolks that stood up at attention and the whites as smooth as velvet. Unfortunately we are going out for dinner this evening... or else I'd be making Zabaione! Cholesterol be damned! How often does a nice city girl like me get farm fresh eggs! Dad, eat your heart out!
Cockle doodle doo!
Krista
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