Four Eggs

I helped a friend with something a few weeks ago. There was a simple problem, to which I could provide a direct solution. [The solution, it turns out, has been somewhat less-direct, thanks in part to national budget misappropriations and an over-crowded public school system...but, anyway.] As a thank you, my friend gave me four eggs. Four small, perfect eggs from the chickens in his front yard. It was an incredibly generous gift, given how few eggs his chickens lay. I've tried to be conscious while eating them, thinking about how much effort went into them and how much they mean. They were delicious.

number 1: poached on toast

number 2: so good I had it twice. with more toast. and coffee.

number 3: key ingredient in sweet potato-flour pancakes

number 4: on asparagus. with toast and cheese. note cracked pepper and ginger ale.