After my Grandmother’s Memorial Service, my mom, aunts, cousins, and I were going through her room cherishing our time together, sharing memories of her, and claiming the items that meant the most to us.
Among many precious things, my Aunt Patrice found a package with an egg timer in it. She laughed as she recalled how Grandma made sure all of her daughters had one in each of their kitchens. When I asked what it was, my aunt was surprised that my Grandma hadn’t given me one, so I got to bring that one home with me.
After using it for the first time, I was hooked. In all my years of cooking hard boiled eggs, I gave it my best, but I inevitably ended up with the greenish hue of the overcooked egg or a mushier-than-I’d-like center. Since using this timer for the last almost year and a half, they have come out perfect every time. Continue reading →