As if a sunny spring Friday weren't gift enough, friend and fellow food lover Farmer Linda stopped by with a gift: A dozen fresh eggs in delicate tans, greens and whites.
She'd been out in her hen house and remembered my love for good food.
These are probably the freshest eggs that ever made a home in my refrigerator. Generally we shop for eggs at the grocery store, because you rarely see them at local farm markets.
All day long, Linda's gift cheered me, because I knew it would make a lovely photograph and an even lovelier meal - several meals, in fact.
To find out what I do with the eggs, you'll have to make a return visit to this blog.
Gifts of food - especially something this fresh - are my favorites. (Not that I don't love all gifts!) When I was a child, I enjoyed reading the columns of Gladys Tabor and Faith Baldwin in my grandmother's women's magazines. So often, Tabor and Baldwin would mention the friend who stopped by with a basket of walnuts or freshly plucked blueberries. Such gifts often came to my grandmother or my father, so I grew up understanding that the gift of food - and the subsequent meal made with it - is one of those experiences that makes life more enchanting somehow.
So my question for you is: What was your favorite gift of food and what did you do with it?