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Eggs Glorious Eggs August 21, 2011

Well I’ve got one in ear on the hob listening out for the potatoes from the garden to come to the boil and the other ear on the back door in case we have an invasion of the miniature beasts of burden. The girls are out and about, pooing and sunbathing only really bothering to move about for food and water oh and some chair acrobatics. I say move about for food but really all I mean is strain the necks to grab a ripe tomato from the plant they are enjoying some dappled shade from.

But dinner consists of our own potatoes, green beans and quiche made from a lovely contribution from the girls, bacon from a local piggy, onions from the in laws and pastry made by my own fair hands on the living room floor, the only space big enough, with all local ingredients.

There isn’t a lot in this household that we won’t eat, but surprisingly we are a one egg eating household. Despite this, someone is eyeing up Doris up for Christmas…which in the true sense of pocket farming should be the ultimate goal, but she has a face and a name and I love her too much for all that.

But what do you do with so many eggs? With three a day coming in most days without fail we have set up a relatively friendly egg exchange…I’ve had rhubarb, green beans, courgettes, eggs box a plenty and the offer of money.

There is a lot said about fresh free range eggs and when you hold a fresh warm egg in your hand there is nothing more exciting than the thought of its bright orange yolk and its subtle depth of flavour oh and the tiny bit of relief when a little bedraggled chick hasn’t fallen out.

As with everything home grown you take your time and give it a little more love on the search of perfection, it’s the same with eggs, the yolks range from a beautiful sunny yellow to a deeper orange following the days they’ve snuffled around the garden and guzzled on their favourite treats. The whites are firmer and hold their shape significantly more to their shop bought counterparts.

We scramble, we fry and we boil, but the firm family favourite is pavlova… egg whites from 3 large eggs lovingly hand whisked with 6oz (175g) cast sugar, no room of fancy gadgets in our pocket kitchen, until stiff and baked in the oven for an hour on 140 then left to go stone cold in the oven. In this time we lovingly use the left over yolks with two other whole eggs, a spot of milk and a filling of your choice encased in pastry and you have a beautifully rich no left overs beautiful quiche. My favourite use of half a dozen and I am sure the girls would approve of the use of two days hard work.

How do you eat yours?

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4 Responses to “Eggs Glorious Eggs”

  1. I’m not a big egg eater, but I am really wanting to try out the pavlova.

    • Well worth a try, the effort required is rewarded in the eating! Even easier if you have an electric whisk! The only real hard part is seperating the eggs from the yolk! Let us know if you give if a go.

  2. Linn Graves Says:

    I love eggs, it doesnt matter if the are fried or boiled, in cakes or cookies….
    Love the taste and its a must have to eat eggs on the weekends as I dont have the time to prepare one duringthe work week.
    Lovely post Rae, would you mind sharing the recipe of the cake on the left pic? It looks so yummy.
    *Linn*

    • I will dig it out for you, but its a victoria sponge. Its based on a Delia Smith recipe which you should be able to find online.

      I understand what you mean on the time during the week, it is hard. I like to try & use them as an alternative to putting something in the oven as they’re full of nutrients!

      Thank you for your lovely comments as always! X


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