Several years ago I wrote a story for the newspaper about two local sisters who raise chickens and sell the eggs.
As part of my, um, research, I ate some fresh-out-of-the-chicken eggs, sunny-side up, if I recall. That’s the way I like my eggs, but I also like them scrambled with onions and artichoke hearts, or maybe mushrooms.
I’m so glad eggs are no longer on the Evil Foods list (and if they still are, please don’t tell me). I love eggs!