I have been getting several eggmails and personal comments on why I have not done a follow up post on the outcome of the Powdered Eggs.
Here's the deal, I failed at it. I wasted about twenty dozen eggs and got really tired of my house smelling like eggs so when I trashed the last batch of nasty half dried egg crumbles, I hung my egg in defeat.
I was not going to even mention my not so eggtastic eggventure and hoped others would forget about it as well. I just wanted to chalk this one up for eggperience and leave it at that.
Eggmails started coming in asking what came of it all and people I new started egging questions. "I didn't know aggyone was really interested" I thought, so I just egged them on saying I was still working on it.
A couple of weeks ago I was over at my Mom's house and while sitting on the back porch having a cold one with my Dad, my Mom came out and asked the same question, "Hey, you never told me how your eggs turned out"
I hung my head in shame and simply replied, "Momma I can't get them right"
She asked what the problem was and I told her. She then went in the house and brought out a mason jar full of the best looking powdered eggs I have egger seen. With a smirk on her face she said, " Mine turned out great and it was really easy"
Talk about adding insult to injury.
Swallowing my pride I asked her how she did it. About halfway through her eggsplination like a light bulb it hit me and all I could say was, "OOOHHH"
My Dad chipped in about that time and with a laugh said, "I bet having your momma tell you how to do something won't make it on your blog will it" he continued, "Oh, Mr. Big Redneck had to have his momma help him out"
He was right, I never eggtended to let you good yolks know that I egged out on this one, but I just could not pass up the chance to try and see how many times I could add the word egg into another word.
So there you go Dad, eggxactly how it went down.
I am now fixen to do it the way momma told me how and then see how they turn out.