Eggs from a chook’s bum
If you wanted proof of just how awesome I am, here it is:
Half a dozen hen’s eggs given to me because I’m such a lovely and helpful person. The chooks live in a backyard in downtown Rockdale and were hand-picked especially for me.
Noice!
I’m told the best way to enjoy their home-grown flavour is to poach them, which I’m doing for brekkie tomorrow morning. I need a high-protein breakfast before the Blog Chicks lunch tomorrow.
Now I need to decide which Threadless tee to wear tomorrow!



















