The perfect egg. Or not? It looks nice in color, shape, and is photogenic. It acquired it's color outside amongst the birds chirping in the trees while surrounded by the warmth of spring air. But looking at the egg at that moment as I grabbed my camera, a chuckle went through my head. What I saw was the caption on the mug. It was dug out of the cupboard to be used for this project and hasn't held liquid in quite awhile. Little does the picture show that those eggs were forgotten on the stove and boiled beyond done. The egg white showed itself as brown instead of bright white. Yes, they burned. Who does that? Didn't even know you COULD do that! Sure we can still dye them, who would know?! As the wire rack sat on the table with eggs, spoons and willing participants, I heard the tea pot whistle. "Waters ready" I exclaimed. Gingerly going inside, I rummaged through my pantry for vinegar. No vinegar?! Ugh Then I spotted the white wine cooking vinegar. Could it work I thought? Who would know!
It was at that moment the chuckle began rising inside of me as I heard "what's that smell?". :)