Down Home Delights: Praise for the Fried Egg Sandwich

Not too long ago, some disturbing information popped up on my social media news feeds. Egg shortage! Nothing, besides the looming coffee shortage, could strike any more terror in my heart than the loss of eggs. Seems this bird flu thing is affecting egg production.

I eat eggs. Lots of eggs. I bake with them. I put them in tuna salad. I make egg salad that is to die for, if I do say so myself. So an egg shortage is cause for panic. And after the Great Backyard Chicken War of 2012 in Wetumpka, I was plotting how I could keep my own chickens in some sort of hidden, camouflaged coop and thus ensure a never-ending supply of my favorite protein. Although I haven’t noticed a shortage of eggs, except at Easter, I have noticed steadily rising prices for these self-packaged, single-serve wonders.