X2 just more protein…lol.I cook 'em and eat 'em that way...you wouldn't remove blood from a good steak, why remove a tiny dot from a good egg? Blood's good eatin'.![]()
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X2 just more protein…lol.I cook 'em and eat 'em that way...you wouldn't remove blood from a good steak, why remove a tiny dot from a good egg? Blood's good eatin'.![]()
I used to crack each separately to be able to get the shells out. Guess my technique has improved or I don't worry if a little shell goes in the mix...If you watch Ina Garten, the Barefoot Contessa, she cracks her store bought eggs into a separate bowl "just in case one is bad". When's the last time you got a freshly laid egg out of the nest box that was rotten?
Glad she finally got the boot. I once hit a deer on the hi way on my way to work. I seen it fly through the air over my car & hit the ground. I was running about 15 minutes early, so I called the state trooper, got a claim tag, called DH & told him to come pick it up. Went on to work with antifreeze & smoke poring out the engine. I made it on time too. Some people do not have good values when it comes to work.![]()
I used to crack each separately to be able to get the shells out. Guess my technique has improved or I don't worry if a little shell goes in the mix...
Why, where I come from, if Hubby and I get to go to the dump without kids, I call that a hot date! (I have very low standards!) I do some of my best shopping at the dump. I picked up 3 name brand thermopane windows and a steel door with full thermopane glass for my coop. A dorm refrigerator to turn into a incubator, many truck loads of compost, sheets of plywood, and various useful pieces of lumber.
I always crack into a bowl, I have never learned to crack eggs correctly. I have huge clumsy hands and 90% of the time have to fish out little pieces of shell,
I used to crack each separately to be able to get the shells out. Guess my technique has improved or I don't worry if a little shell goes in the mix...
That man is my hero. Gutting a buck while his wife is in the hospital having his baby.In Minnesota, you do not have to wait for a police officer to take a deer, you simply tell the dispatcher you hit one, where and you have it. If you take a deer off the road just tell them RIGHT away.
A young kid in the area ( young means 30ish to me) was taking his wife to the hospital about a month ago to have their first baby. The hospital is about 35 miles away. On the way he say a huge buck lying on the side of the road. It was still steaming so he knew it was fresh.
He loaded it into the back of his pick up (family car) and continued to the hospital. He got his wife checked in then went to the far corner of the parking lot ( weeded overgrown area) and gutted the deer while is wife was inside having the baby.... TRUE STORY! Great young guy he just hates to see any meat go to waste.
Our dump has a no picking policy, which was recently put in place after an idiot scratched an other person's truck. (the town had to foot the repair bill) However, the "manager" is kind enough to always be looking the other way when I am "shopping."I got an antique treadle sewing machine at mine. The veneer had curled up, but my furniture refinisher put it back in tip-top shape. It's beautiful and a sewing machine repairman only had to clean it up and put on a new leather belt to put it in perfect working order.
I had mentioned to a friend that I wanted an antique porcelain kitchen sink. I flew out to CA for a friend's wedding and, when I returned home and put up the garage door, there one was sitting on the floor!! It's from some lakeside cottages, built in 1941, that had just been torn down. It has a single large bowl in the center, with gorgeous drain boards on either side. I had it refinished and installed when my home was being built. It's the center of my retro kitchen and has tons of adoring, envious fans! Everyone wants one. Funny thing is, having it resurfaced was *much* cheaper than buying one of those new fangled "farmhouse" sinks with the apron front that are so popular now. Plus, it's the *real deal*, not a wannabe.
The dump is a regular "treasure trove". The same friend who found the sink was there when a "rich citiot" dropped off a brand new TV. He told my friend it wasn't working so he was throwing it out. My friend took it home and, wondering if it would be a simple fix, plugged it in. It worked perfectly. Turned out the cable had gone out (a very common occurrence here, in the mountains) just as the impatient citiot unboxed it and plugged it in. Presto!! My friend had a brand new TV for free!!
Unfortunately, too many fights would break out over some of the treasures at the dump, so you're not allowed to claim them any more. <sigh>