This is my bit of a blog. Rambling words about rambling days. No focus and nothing ambitious. I seem to write most about local color, nature, and animals, and there is an incomplete chunk about my road trips of 2011.

Sunday, August 13, 2006

Deviled Eggs Burnt to Hell

My stint of summer foods preparation continues. Today, deviled eggs.

Ever wonder what would happen if, instead of hard-boiling three eggs for nine minutes, you forgot about them, and boiled them for an hour and nine minutes? I can satisfy your curiosity: the eggs explode. (See pursuant image at right.)

Unfortunately, wandering through the house only after wondering what noxious-smelling activity the neighbors were up to (ahem), I missed the fireworks. But dismembered egg chunks were scattered far and wide across the kitchen, as many as eight or nine feet away. Impressive. The downside: no deviled eggs for lunch.

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