When we paid for the CSA, the nieces were on a real egg kick.

They wanted eggs every day. So we ordered a dozen a week. Those eggs are great, really.

Then the girls got off their kick, but still, we could go through a dozen a week if we tried. Sorta.

Then they went away for a month with their dad. And the eggs kept coming in. And to be honest, I don't really like eggs.

So now we're backlogged by four or five dozen eggs, and we're getting more every Thursday, and I've decided that this family has to eat a minimum of two eggs a day. Boy, have we been doing that!

The girls are about ready to mutiny, because if it's not eggs for breakfast it's eggs for dinner, and if it's not eggs for dinner it's eggs added to their BLTs, and if it's not eggs added to their BLTs it's more eggs for dinner and breakfast. Today I made them poached, tomorrow I'm adding them to fried rice, and by Friday it'll be time for French toast again.

I'd feed them to the cats at this point, but they don't particularly like eggs either! Maybe I should bake some more....