Why I Love the Egg

Eggs are important.

They hold things together.

They make some things light and airy...others they make thick and creamy.

They make things that would otherwise be white...yellow.

They make everything - whether it's your breakfast, lunch, dinner or dessert - better. 

What other food on earth is so universally useful, nourishing and practical? 

The egg is this bakers favorite food.  I have come to embrace my inner pragmatist, and I realize that the things I prize above all others are the things that are the most useful. 

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That's why my wardrobe is mostly made up of black turtlenecks and blue jeans.  That's why I love white paint more than any other color and why I always have vanilla extract on hand.  That's why I buy distilled white vinegar by the case (is there ANYthing white vinegar can't do?) and that's why I have a deep and abiding admiration for the wonderous creation that is the egg.

Last night, as I was about to mix up a delicious spice cake for Thanksgiving, I realized I had but one egg in the house. 

The horror!

This had to be fixed. 

Today, I have three and one half dozen eggs with me, and I'm feeling much better about life in general.  They will make cake, buttercream and numerous skillets of scrambled eggs - maybe even a potato pancake or two with leftovers from tomorrow's feast?

I could wax eloquent about the merits of butter or high quality flour, but really, without the all-important egg, those things don't amount to much. 

It's about to be Thanksgiving, and I am thankful for eggs, for egg producers, for the little hens who cluck and sit all day to make them for us. 

Happy Thanksgiving to you all!  Enjoy your eggs, both seen and unseen, as you feast and fete tomorrow.