Classic Deviled Eggs
I cracked the first egg and for a moment the kitchen smelled like nostalgia and warm buttered toast, and I smiled at the small, ordinary miracle of a yolk that …
I cracked the first egg and for a moment the kitchen smelled like nostalgia and warm buttered toast, and I smiled at the small, ordinary miracle of a yolk that …
I cracked the last egg of the night under the kitchen light and paused to listen to the small, comforting sounds of the house settling. The yolk was a warm, …