I don't remember my mom making deviled eggs much when I was growing up.
But someone always brought them to our family reunions and to Thanksgiving gatherings. (Actually, I just called every weekend gathering at the lake a "family reunion", because I didn't know what else to call it. In elementary school and Jr. High I didn't know anyone else who camped out at the lake for half the weekends in the summer with 30 of their relatives. There was plenty of water-skiing and coolers full of Shasta, so my friends all loved to come join the family. Good times!)
So now when I use my Shiny Purple Translucent Plastic deviled egg holder once or twice a year to make deviled eggs, I think of my extended family and it makes me happy.
My Shiny Purple Translucent Plastic deviled egg holder doesn't exactly scream "classy", and they probably don't sell these at Williams-Sonoma. (Dollar General. $3 bucks.)
But then again, "classy" was probably out of reach for me when I licked clean the bowl of deviled egg filling. Yum.
I would like to be the first one to thank you for the stench that will be flaming out of your boys over the next few days...
Don't you just love the simple things that make us happy. I have a few things like that. They are cheap, but priceless.
Okay this is super dumb since I am from the South but what is your recipe for deviled eggs? Everyone acts like you should just "know" how to make them but I don't and I love them and I want to know how. Humor me, new friend?
I love deviled eggs. What stench, Jonathan??? :-)