That mountain of egg shells is what inspired the accidental baking day. Somehow in my early morning stupor, I ended up bobbling two dozen eggs. The one in my right hand survived in tact. The rest were salvaged from various degrees of cracked. The slightly damaged were retrieved for scrambled eggs.
Some eggs went to cupcakes. Great gluten-free recipe from GlutenFreeGirl.com.
A quiche for dinner was made early with fresh basil from the garden. The most damaged eggs went to the dogs who happily enlisted themselves for floor clean up.
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My floor was always cleaner (at least, to the naked eye) when I had a dog.
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