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Posted on August 24, 2010 by June

Since as far back as I can remember, I’ve loved eggs. Although I buy and eat only organic eggs today, it almost seemed silly to seek them out when I first started doing so. After all an egg in its shell has a kind of natural beauty all its own. And cooked eggs bring back so many happy, delicious memories. As a little girl, on Sunday mornings, I remember my dad frying up eggs and bacon in that cast iron frying that was blackened and crusted with age. Just thinking about it brings to mind the wonderful, comforting aroma that permeated the home. When I visited Europe, I learned that eggs for breakfast are associated with Americans. Especially, eggs fried sunny side up. It seemed to me that the Germans and Austrians tended to think of them as symbols of our culturally youthful naivete. I suspected they believed we saw life as sunny side up and we wanted our eggs that way too. And now we are told that that lovely egg can be a missile of death!

Is this really true???? Perhaps the threat of eggs to our health has been exaggerated. Yet for some time I have been thinking we would have to pay for placing profit over the natural needs of animals. The latest news has it that even organic eggs may be suspect. I’m off to check this out, but part of me still wonders how a lovely egg could now be a fatal attraction. Now, where did they say to go on the net to check this out?