Our girls, well, Blackberry really, decided to start laying eggs. Once she started, those puppies were popping out once each 25 hours. Her sleep cycle delayed the 3rd egg, but man, it's amazing how you can calculate when she'll lay. It's really an amazing thing. Our pets, our girls, are providing food, good quality protein, for us.
As the primary cook (and primary egg lover) in the hizzy, I was so pleased that I was able to cook Sunday brunch a la Blackberry. Gray had his buddy Alex B. spend the night so, when we found the fourth egg on Sunday, all was right with the world.
I really wanted each of us to have an egg cooked to order and so we did.
Mel had I had our respective eggs scrambled, Gray wanted an omelet and Alejando B. wanted his over-medium. So with great relish, I heated up the pan and went to work.
First up was Gray's omelet. A pat of butter, a little cheese, a little Morning Star sausage and some patience made for a tasty omelet, IMHO. It's taken years to perfect, but patience is the real key to a great omelet.
After flipping out a quality one-egg omelet, Alex's over-easy was next. More butter and a gentle hand turned out the second tasty brunch entree.
Finally, some simple scrambled eggs for Mel and I. More butter, some sea salt, a bit of fresh cracked black pepper and "ba-dow!"brunch for four, all coutesey of daddy's lil' chicken, Blackberry. Isn't she talented?
Ahhh, fresh eggs!