Sunday, March 31, 2013

Ode to eggs

"He that looketh on a plate of ham and eggs to lust after it hath already committed breakfast with it in his heart."

Pysanka as it's call came from ancient times when Ukrainians worshipped a sun god called Dazhoboh. It was said that no human could approach this god but birds were permitted in his presents. Humans not being able to catch these birds were able to gather their eggs. After all who doesn't go for a good omelet for breakfast?
Soon this became part of spring rituals but was banished by the Soviet Union. But it was too late because the practice had migrated to south and north america. With the fall of the soviet union a rebound came to the Ukraine in 1991.

I'm told there are actually clubs here in the U.S. that do this type of egg decorations and I know of one woman who fashions them like Faberge eggs getting upwards of $50 an egg for her handy work. Must have more time on her hands than I as it can take hundreds of hours to cut out the meticulous designs.

"So which came first the chicken or the egg? Who cares because you can't scramble a chicken."

Sadly though the whole chicken process has been reduced to a factory operation. Racks of eggs roll down the production line to be incubated. When the chicks break their shells they're treated more like widget on an assembly line. So many of the smaller gentlemen farms are now long gone and I'd bet anything if they could eliminate the whole egg hatching thing in a lab they would. A bunch of rotten eggs there if you ask me. Who after all doesn't like the sights and sounds of the farm with chickens scurrying about doing what chicken do. Just watch where you step.

How versatile the egg. For breakfast with ham or bacon, lunch in an egg salad sandwich or for dinner when mom burned the roast. There's egg nog at Christmas. Deviled eggs for the forth of July backyard bash and not to forget egging somebody's house at Halloween (Ever try to get that off a car finish? WMDs would be kinder). An egg for all seasons. 

Is that egg on your face? Then no egg in your beer for you. Put all your eggs in one basket did you? Egg foo young or egg foo old you can keep your 1000 year old eggs. Eggs benedict arnold and you just solved the puzzle on the wheel of fortune. No I won't go for the corny puns of eggscellent as an eggsample. Take your cheap humor elsewhere. This is a respectable place.  Just not too eggsciting at the moment. Ah there ya go again clucking out the latest of lame on a day of slack. Better end this before gallus domesticus police show up.

Hard boiled fried poached or baked pick your favorite.
Make mine two eggs fried over medium with hash browns and toast and don't forget the coffee. 

Hat tip to ode2eggs,com for his/her great egg wisdom


BBC said...

I like chicken and eggs, and a good rabbit.

Ole Phat Stu said...

Egg-cellent ;-)

The Blog Fodder said...

Everything you ever needed to know about the Pysanka