When I first moved to the house of the enormous pantry, I didn’t do much grocery shopping. It just seemed wasteful – we already had so much food. This led to some forays into uncharted food territory, but mostly I ended up making a lot of substitutions in recipes that I already used. No sweet potatoes – I have carrots. No cinnamon – I have cardamom. No rice – I have tiny pasta. No spinach – I have kale.
I made this sandwich for lunch today (minus the ham of course) with eggs from our chickens. Super Tasty!
Three eggs! Since one of our hens (Coco) NEVER lays, this is a good day.
From Left to Right: Superman, Betty, Coco, Miss Bossy-pants and Ginger
Three beautiful eggs – that is what I found on Monday morning. We have been waiting and waiting (and waiting) for our hens to lay and were starting to feel as though they never would. Last Thursday, Justin put a golf ball in the nesting box to try to encourage them, and it must have worked! When I opened up the coop on Monday, my facial expression was probably that of a little girl who just found out her parents bought her a pony. It was so exciting.
It’s like magic,” Justin said with a huge grin.
There they were, a little gift from our feathered friends. Small, perfectly oblong and the prettiest pinkish brown I’ve ever seen. I felt so proud you would have thought I had laid them myself. I immediately called Justin at work, “GUESS WHAT?! The bitches laid eggs!” (By the way, that is a term…
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Pie in the Woods 