Small confession here.
I’ve never met a deviled egg that I’ve liked. I mean, let’s be real, deviled eggs are nothing but egg flavored jello filled with that nasty smelling dry yolk stuff. (shudder even to think about it)
I know, I know, with having so many chickens in our life, you’d think that we would live on deviled eggs. And apparently you are not alone, you wouldn’t believe how many deviled egg plates I am now the proud owner of. I get them for Christmas, as gifts in return for eggs, at Easter, and in one case when the sun was shining on a summer afternoon. Continue reading