Our flock of hens are on an egg-laying bonanza at the moment after a quiet period when they were on hiatus, taking time out to do a spot of crochet (egg-cosies are a favourite) and play endless rounds of canasta.
At the moment we have two dozen eggs lined up, ready and waiting for consumption. Bacon and egg pie for four adults and three kids usually takes care of a few, even if Bruvinlaw, in a fit of animal/brotherly love, has given up pork in deference to the "strong bond" he shares with Boris our rubbish disposal/pig, and dissects the bacon out of his portion before eating it.
As you can see by the photo one of the hens produces particularly large eggs and I grimace at the thought of her laying these, a process which would be akin to pushing a watermelon through a keyhole. Bless her - I know how it feels!
In other news Miss 8.5 has taken up cooking, particularly baking, and has the theory that if we don't have all the ingredients necessary to make something, just substitute them with what we do have.
So, as I type this she is concocting a chocolate fudge slice with margarine instead of butter, maple syrup instead of golden syrup and her Auntie's instant hot chocolate mix instead of cocoa.
I have just checked on the results, which at the moment resemble burnt potting mix, and have recommended that her father try it first, the lucky bugger.
I can't stop thinking about bacon and egg pie....
LMAO! Oh yes very lucky indeed ;o)
I'll be right over for bacon and egg pie. You can keep the burnt potting mix. Unless of course it's yummy. Then sign me up.
Yes indeed, bacon and egg pie is one of life's greatest pleasures. All that protein in one fun-packed parcel :)
Word is that the Chocolate Fudge Slice and Boris the Pig are having a rendezvous this evening.