This evening went I got home from work, I flung open the fridge and rummaged around, scrounging for dinner. Not being overly starving, I reached for the makings of my default, lazy, not-overly starving meal, the messy omelet. Not thinking twice, I lifted the lid on the carton of eggs and immediately knew that these eggs were different.
|Fresh off the farm eggs|
|See the feather?|
|Fresh egg and veggie scramble|