Best-Loved Egg
Recipes
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Baked Eggs
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Baked Omelet
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Creamed Eggs
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Crumb Omelet
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Egg Bread
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Eggs Poached in Milk
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Eggs Poached in Vinegar
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Mennonite Egg Bread
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Pickled Eggs
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Poached Eggs
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Scrambled Eggs
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Scrambled Eggs with Celery
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Scrambled Eggs with Ham
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Square Eggs
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Stuffed Eggs
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Stuffed Eggs with Celery
Sauce
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Tomato Omelet
“Never
take eggs with you when you move,” runs the Pennsylvania
adage, “for if you do and any break, it will bring you bad
luck.” “Set hens between eleven and twelve on Sunday, when
the preacher is pronouncing the benediction,” says another.
And, “Set hens on an odd number of eggs.” This helpful hint
may have been the one that so baffled the hapless serving-maid,
who was, in local folklore, “so dumb she couldn't tell eleven
from even.”
The Rhinelander’s always
crushed their eggshells to prevent witches from using them as
boats. It was safest, really, to burn the shells to keep the
witches from “putting spells on the hens.” Eggs laid on Good
Friday would never spoil, but spring would be delayed until the
last Easter egg was eaten. To the forebears of the Pennsylvania
Germans, the egg was the symbol of life, and the egg and the
rabbit (for fertility) became in time a part of Pennsylvania's
Easter observance, just as the Christmas tree became part of
Christmas. There are said even to have been Easter egg trees,
decorated with brightly painted eggs.
Eggs were of great importance
to the farmer, both as food and as a source of revenue. In the
1910 Horne's Pennsylvania German Manual listed eggs as
the top “crop.” Certainly for years eggs have meant much
more on the farm than just the farm wife's “pin money.” One
of my earliest memories is when visiting my grandparents; I got
up early Saturday and Sunday morning to help Granddad feed the
chickens. I’m sure they had a little sideline business selling
the eggs. Then as they got older and unable to raise their
chickens, eggs always came from a local egg farmer.
The Pennsylvania
Dutch cooks have always had a lavish hand with eggs, have used
them by the dozens in cakes, turned out great varieties of
dishes using eggs, and added them where they were least
expected. As for eggs pickled in beet juice-Pennsylvania
soldiers are said to have carried the news of them right across
to California during World War Two, demanding them with their
beer. It seems fitting that the pickled eggs should join the
pretzels on bars.
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