Each year around this time I start frequenting thrift stores. Okay, who am I kidding? I always frequent thrift stores but at least this time of year I have a purpose, sort of. I start combing through the ties, and men's boxer shorts, and old lady blouses, and scarves, etc. I'm looking for silk so I can wrap up store bought eggs and dye them for the upcoming Easter holiday. I'm not religious but I'm faithful about putting color to white eggs.
As I was putting a pile of ties on the checkout counter at Goodwill yesterday, the clerk asked me if my husband had gotten a new job. The question made me stumble and step on my tongue. Obviously the clerk saw the shoe print on my taste buds and explained that since I was buying so many ties, she thought maybe my husband had gotten a new job and needed some new accessories. I told her the ties were going to be used for tinting eggs. I really wanted to give a long, detailed, lecture with a power point presentation about my NON-marriage to the most beautiful, caring, giving, intelligent, hard working, super cuddling, and over all magnificent person on the Earth who just happens to be a WOMAN. I didn't. My phone rang instead, saving the clerk from my outburst. Not what this particular blog is about so let's just move on.
The point is I like to dye my eggs with silk. Textile dye is just a tad different than the run of the mill PAAS egg dye that you'd buy at your local Woolworth's. (Ha..Woolworth's....I'm OLD.) I'm not sure what PAAS is made of or if it's safe but I'm guessing it's not lethal since my younger brother is still roaming the countryside after eating the little colored tablets thinking they were candy. Of course his mental stability has been in question ever since so I can't be absolutely sure. I recently had an online chat with a friend about the Tie-Dyed eggs and if they should be consumed. It made me step back and think a minute. Honestly the thought of textile dye on my eggs didn't bother me near as much as the store bought egg did in the first place. Each year when I dye eggs I have to purchase white eggs from the local grocery. The brown and green eggs my hens lay come out muddled when dyed and I think they beautiful the way they are. Since I only do this once a year and I give away the eggs anyway and I'm cheap, I usually buy the cheapest eggs available, not caring where they came from or how happy the hens were that popped them out. Shame on me. I spend time and effort preaching to anyone that will listen or even pretend to about knowing where your food comes from. I truly do not understand how my own (lovely) partner can consume KFC chicken without looking into how those birds were raised and harvested. So this year when I dye my eggs, I will dye white eggs from local hens. I don't know about shell differences between store bought and locally raised eggs but when I give them away I will also do so with a warning about the textile dye.
The other edibles on the ranch are doing swimmingly! No textile dyes, no ammonia dipping, no live electrocution found at Rolling Thunder.
The chickens have been enjoying the sunny weather and the opportunity to roam the ranch. Eggs are once again found in the nest boxes. We've had a few skunk thieves sneak in and out but I'm mulling over some coop alterations in an effort to curb their egg shopping habits.
Spring is here! Now go dye some eggs with toxic textile dye from thrift store silk boxers....Or whatever! Life is GRAND and I have the best life EVER!