Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Today was market day today, and I bought five duck eggs as an experiment. Now some of you may be surprised by this, but being a city girl, I had never had a duck egg in my life!
I got them home along with the rest of the groceries, and proceeded to fry them up. As these were farm raised eggs from a lady in the neighbourhood, I figured that the danger of salmonella was remote to say the least, so I decided to do what I NEVER do and try them with a runny yolk. I am a touch paranoid on the salmonella issue, I will admit, and all eggs are cooked until the yolk is solid.
I placed these beauties on the table, one even had a double yolk and they were firm and upstanding. Eggs that are proud to be eggs. I cut into the first one...popped it in my mouth and it was
I didn't like the taste, and it was all slimy and gluey and stuck to the inside of my face.
Blech blech blech...
I headed rapidly in the kitchen in search of some vinegar to drink straight to 'cleanse my palette' (blech blech blech) *ptew ptew*
I saw the peanut butter jar first, nice coarse peanut butter. If figured that would abrade the foul tasting stuff off my mouth effectively. It did.
Slapped those babies back in the frying pan and cooked them up good, then still a little leery I also cut up some of the gorgeous tomatoes I had bought, sprinkled a little balsamic and some olive oil from a friend's property - am I spoiled or what? -and started again.
Much much better.
They were firmer than a chicken's egg and more substantial and there was a subtle difference in flavour that was more apparent when youngest had her duck egg boiled. She had a brutal time peeling it, sure sign of a nice fresh egg, but otherwise enjoyed it.
We also had some little bitty baby new potatoes, also with the same olive oil and some sea salt...the only kind you can get here.
We also had some cherries which are in season here as well. Hombre, they were GOOD.