Monday: 3 eggs

Tuesday: 3 eggs

Wednesday: 2 eggs

Dinner last night: Bacon and eggs

My wife's breakfast this morning: Eggs and toast

A couple of nights ago we had bacon and eggs for dinner as well. The first egg fried didn't cook all the way through and my wife remembered her grandfather's egg grading chard from years ago, showing how the different grades of eggs should stand when out of the shell. She then realized that she was used to store-bought eggs, which, being older, tended to spread out more than farm fresh, and therefore cooked faster. Adjustment made, meal eaten.

She has also looked up ways to preserve eggs for winter, including ways to freeze them into little cubes using ice trays. And the list of people wanting to try fresh eggs continues to grow. Good thing I have looks of chooks.