Mrs W at church is in the hospital with a crushed foot, her car was hit by a delivery truck that was driving on the wrong side of the road. It’s crushed too. While she can’t come to church, her hens keep laying, so our pastor’s wife is giving out the eggs to various families in a rough rotation.
We are so chatty that we are always one of the last families to leave the narthex – hence, we get given the eggs a lot. I don’t know if it’s the variety of hens Mrs W keeps, or that they are organic eggs, but the yolks are nearly orange, and the flavor is amazing. Cakes rise higher when I use those eggs…I could go on and on.
This week, I decided to use the eggs in a cheese soufle. I’ve never tried soufles before, that’s the dish that always fails in sitcoms. But it came out just fine. The flavor was like cheetos corn chips without the corn. My boys didn’t like it, but the rest of us did. The smooth texture fit the day too: DH had his last Wisdom Tooth extracted.
Note to self: always have DH take your picture so it comes out flattering like this one.
How about posting that recipe?
Annie