In the month and a half since I first introduced the world to the dessert egg, a lot has changed. I’ve ripped a hole in my favorite pair of jeans, I accidentally lost one of my friend’s most cherished shirts, and – perhaps most importantly – I’ve come to resent hard boiled eggs.
I know what you’re thinking – Kenda, of all people, tired of hard boiled eggs? I dunno what to tell you other than sometimes you plan on spending your whole life with someone and then a jerk called life comes along and rips the carpet from right under you. The weeks I spent without my once-invaluable dessert egg were tough. I felt like my muscles were weaker due to a lack of protein. I didn’t sleep. I cried a ton. I felt completely and utterly alone.
But yesterday, a miracle happened. A group of friends and I gave my love for the dessert egg new life, and I’m here to share that love with you today. Dearly beloved, I present to you: Dessert Egg Deluxe. Continue reading