We eat eggs about three times a week for breakfast, but recently we had a pleasant curiosity in our routine: a duck egg! Right now I have two friends who keep chickens and apparently A has ducks as well. So I get the random dozen of eggs and apparently the random duck egg as well.
It was a pretty pale green and slightly larger than the chicken eggs, in the shell and in the pan. We also ate cheese grits and toast from our daily bread.
The lord of the manor said it tasted just the same, but nevermind, it was a conversation piece while it lasted.
I am a wife and mother of two. I am a stay-at-home mom, a Mennonite, and a city dweller. I like to make things (see the blog categories below). This blog is a record of what I make and the ways I try to be thrifty. Welcome!
"Thrift is the really romantic thing; economy is more romantic than extravagance...thrift is poetic because it is creative; waste is unpoetic because it is waste...if a man could undertake to make use of all the things in his dustbin, he would be a broader genius than Shakespeare."