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I meant to report all the spring vegetables at the market last Sunday. I forgot because I was too busy contemplating the glory that is goose eggs.
I finally ate one of the eggs today, hard-boiled. The white is a lovely translucent porcelain to look at, but a bit rubbery to eat. The yolk, on the other hand, is almost perfect. Fluffy and fragrant and a little friable. Worth cooking all by itself. It was also extraordinary filling - one goose egg equals at least three hen’s eggs in meal terms.
Tomorrow I fry my other goose egg. I keep wishing I had more so I could make a cake, blow an egg, turn it into an omelette. I have a sudden great need to cook goose eggs in all the ways they can be cooked, just to find out how they work.
food history, markets, goose eggs
September 15th, 2007 at 6:03 am
I must admit that I have never tried goose eggs but your post got me thinking as to why we eat mostly chicken eggs. A quick scan of the net suggested that the reasons were that geese don’t lay eggs year round plus they are more expensive birds to keep. Nice blog by the way. I hope you can take the time to visit my website at http://www.only-cookware.com/