So it’s almost Easter. And what does a Jewish girl do around this springy time of year? She writes a post about eggs, the secular symbol of the holiday. (Alright, I could write a post about braised bunny, but how attractive of a picture is that?)
I should say that hard- boiled eggs and I have not always been the best of friends. In fact, some could say that I detested these little orbs of protein. To me, hard-boiled eggs smelled like sulfur, felt like rubber, and tasted like chalk. But times do change; I have learned the proper way to cook a hard-boiled egg– a way where the whites feel less like a rubber flip-flop, and the yolk have a creamy, not chalky texture. I won’t say that I am a complete convert, but an occasional eater…sure. Especially if the egg is [...]
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