Where does the time go? My good intentions simply cannot cope with the power of procrastination and melt away when exposed to reality – as effective as the proverbial chocolate teapot.

Big news of the day is that after due legal process in the USA, despite the courts being stuffed with presidential nominees, the Epstein Files were published. And all the useful bits had been redacted. Words like mockery and farce come to mind.

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That’s my concession to the serious news in the outside world. Future readers take note – I do realise there is other news about, I just don’t bother with it. Our big news is the hard-boiled eggs disaster. We boiled 16 eggs to make pickled eggs (two jars of six, plus four as back-ups. It was a bit last minute because I’d been putting it off, and when we started on the eggs they peeled badly and were unusable.

Older eggs are supposed to peel better than fresh eggs but these were old, and they peeeled badly. It may be that they were too old, as I haven’t been baking much recently.

We just had an egg mayonnaise sandwich for lunch and I am thinking about what to do with the others. You can keep them in the fridge for a week, but that still  means eating a lot of hard-boiled eggs over the next seven days. Eggs, I like. But I like them scrambled or in an omelette, or, as often happens, a cross between the two. I really don’t relish the idea of a relentless succession of eggs that are all cooked the same way.

At the moment we don’t have any suitable fish, so it looks like we might be having vegetarian kedgeree, egg salad and more sandwiches in the run up to Christmas.

We normally have snacks on Christmas Eve to get us in the holiday mood. Could it be sandwiches?

(I suggested hard-boiled egg quiche but Julia vetoed the idea.)

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Photos are all badly lit examples of how to eat eggs. 🙂