I was halfway through preparing a simple Sunday breakfast, moving with the familiar, rhythmic autopilot of someone who has cracked thousands of shells, when a sudden deviation from the norm caught my eye. As the contents of the shell slid into my mixing bowl, I was greeted by a yolk so intensely vibrant that it seemed to possess an inner glow. It was a deep, sunset-orange shade that felt entirely different from the pale, buttery yellow I expected… Continue Reading ⬇️

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