Random shit I wanted to post that has no feasible connection whatsoever to any definition of "rawness"


I was just minding my own business yesterday at Whole Paycheck, mingling with the snap peas and the hippie boys, when look what I found:

Ostrich Eggs!!

I laughed out loud.  These things are as big as my head - and heavier.  It took two hands to pick one up.  The sign says (well, other than advertising the low, low price of $29.99 EACH) that they're from some ostrich farm in Tehachapi.  You're supposed to "hit lightly with a hammer or metal garlic press" (!!) to open and "cook like a regular egg - scramble or hard boil (2 hours)."  Two hours!  My god.

Brunch at my house, folks.  Come on over.  Scrambled ostrich eggs for everybody.  Hee.

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