If it isn't one thing, it is another. And if it isn't one party, it is another. This time. to celebrate the Spring Solstice and the Worm Moon we decided to have an egg party.
Wait, a Worm Moon? What is that, you might ask. It is the first full moon in March and is called the Worm Moon because that is when worm casts (that would be worm potty) begin to show up because the ground is starting to warm up. And the early bird catches the worm and birds lay eggs so it just makes sense to have an Egg Party.
First of all we had to go shopping for supplies. This mostly meant Champagne for Mimosas and eggs. A piece of advice, do not take Marcie shopping with you. She is easily distracted.
Eggs, Marcie, Eggs
For those of you who are new to this blog, our egg parties are an annual affair down here in Puerto Vallarta, at least since Sandy taught us how to throw them. Throw the parties, not the eggs.
That Is Sandy In The Middle
You start out by chopping up a bunch of stuff that people might want to put in their omelette, stuff like onions, peppers, mushrooms, whatever. You can also fry up some Italian sausages and chorizo. And, of course you also want to have plenty of Champagne and orange juice. Oh, yes, and grated cheese. Must not forget the grated cheese.
Valerie, Our Cheese Grater
Then you put everything out on a table where people can have easy access.
It is also a good idea to have stuff to go with your eggs, and little baked potatoes are always a good side dish.
The Mysterious Chinese Woman Made These
And, if you have good friends, like we do, everyone brings something to share.
Good And Healthy Stuff
Just Good Stuff
Marcie loves to bake and made the brownies. She is also my back-up documentarian (although I am not sure if that is really a word).
I Think That I Shall Never See, A Sight As Lovely As A Brownie
Then the fun part. You put two eggs into a heavy-duty Ziploc bag along with any other ingredients that your little heart desires (and are available) and smush them all together.
Feels Just Like, Well, Nevermind
And Everyone Gets Into The Act
A Discussion Of Technique
After everything is smushed together you put you bag into a pot of boiling water and let it just sit there for thirteen minutes. Then you pull it out (the bag) and plop it onto a plate and:
Viola, An Omelette
Actually, that was Shirley and Valerie with the Omelette. Viola couldn't make it.
And that is how you throw an egg party. Plenty of eggs, plenty of Champagne and orange juice, and most importantly, plenty of friends.
The Most Important Ingredient
Of course after a few too many Mimosas strange things begin to happen.
Marge Decided To Read Her Imaginary Newspaper
Paul And Sharon Decided They Liked Firemen
And Allison, Well, She Just Stayed Allison
Just another egg party here in beautiful Puerto Vallarta. But really, you can have them anywhere, and they really are a lot of fun. Just make sure you have an imaginary newspaper or two laying around.