Remember those egg-shaped holders that used to be on refrigerator doors? My mother would hard-boil eggs and keep them on the door next to the uncooked ones — and she would mark the hard-boiled ones with a penciled X so we would know which were which. Long ago I used to do the same. Then came the years when I basically stopped buying eggs — fears of cholesterol, salmonella? My husband would occasionally buy some for breakfast, but I just stopped thinking about eggs.
A week ago I made a frittata for two. Naturally, there were a lot of eggs left over. This morning I hard-boiled six of them, ran them under cold water, penciled the X on each one, and put them back into the egg container. Then I wanted to call my mother and tell her what I had just done. And since I can’t, I’m telling you.
May 28, 2011 at 8:14 pm |
these small memories are the connections to those we love, whether or not they’re still with us.
May 31, 2011 at 11:35 am |
For some reason, this reminds me of my telephone calls to my mom over the years asking about whether I could eat uncooked chop meat that was still in the refrigerator after three or four days. The questions were always about how long you could keep something safely.
Now I’m on my own on these matters.
Amy