hey, friends, GUESS WHO HAS A FRIEND WITH CHICKENS??? that’s right–it’s me. i had no idea kathy had chickens roosting in her backyard until she showed up with a paper bag of eggs for me at youth group last night.
“i have a present for you! a fragile one” ”oh? what’s the occasion?” ”no reason, mostly ’cause i think you’d like them” ”aw, that’s so sweet! [peers into bag] OMG!! [in the squeaky high voice] EGGS!!” lots of grinning on both sides ensues.
aren’t they gorgeous? that fantastic green patina color or light cappuccino.
ah, eggs. eggs. and fresh ones! there’s also something so completely marvelous about not only getting them local, but knowing personally who they’re from. LOVE IT!
i had one this morning and LAWSIE was it tasty–bright orange yolk, perky whites and so so smooth. i didn’t even season it–totally not even necessary! i’ll make to take pictures when i crack another open 
yum yum!
