Monday, August 12, 2013
Yes, I boiled some eggs this weekend.
They were brown, a little old.. But I figured that was okay because I read that might make them easier to peel.
Don't laugh too hard -- It was my first time hard-boiling eggs. I briefly thought about getting an automatic steamer thingie instead. But, I braved it. It only took me 35 years to boil my first egg. :) (I don't have kids-for Easter; I used to not like boiled eggs; my ex-husband had a mild allergy; and when I recently started eating them more often, it was always in prepackaged plates, purchased salads, and even a bag of pre-peeled hard boiled eggs!)
Eggs are symbolic of beginnings.
And for me, this is appropriate.
I took the plunge, turned up the heat, and made something.
It's a step toward fewer packaged things (even if "healthy"), and more frugal food spending.
I boiled an egg.
It may be silly, but I'm proud of myself.