Well, for me anyway. Was greeted by this letter on my door when I got home last night:
They, of course, are referring to my Eggs. I guess I knew it was just a matter of time, but I figured I had flown under the radar for over a year so I was in the clear - guess not.
I'm trying to look at this in a positive light - perhaps this is a time to get really good at baking in an oven - a time for experimentation - that I can, at some later date, apply to the Egg.
Also reminds me how much I dislike the constraints of apartment living and how much I miss owning a home - time to start house hunting again.
So, I will continue to experiment - I have moved now to pizza dough experiments - here's one from the other night:
But these results will all be from the oven, unless I'm in Augusta with pops. If you will indulge my Egg-less cooking, I will continue to share results here via photos, and do my best to help out all the newbies. But for now, and for an unknown length of time, I am
Eggless in Atlanta,