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Margaret Hochla
El Reno, Oklahoma
I have been married for 27 years to Victor and have 4 children. The two girls and two boys range in age from 25-10 years. We are pleased to still have one grandparent from each side of the family ... More about Margaret
Sareen Dunleavy-Keenan
Minneapolis, Minnesota
I live in Minneapolis, in 1.5 story craftsman bungalow with beautiful woodwork, but a tiny lot. Sharing this space is my husband Brendan, 'baby' (5/07) and 'new baby' who is expected to join the fold in August. More about Sareen
Gina Keenan-Klages
Eau Claire, Wisconsin
My name is Gina, and my husband's name is Patrick. We have three children, ranging in ages from 1 to 5 years. Our household also includes my mother, who is living with us from September to May. More about Gina
Donna McClurkan
Kalamazoo, Michigan
Early January may seem an inauspicious time to begin an "eat local" project in Southwest Michigan. As if to underscore that point, nearly a foot of snow fell in Kalamazoo on January 3. More about Donna
Cher Stuewe-Portnoff
St Louis, Missouri
My first father-in-law taught me to garden in the mid-1960s. Over the next few years, with a family of five to feed, I read everything I could find about nutrition ... More about Cher
Vera Schabicki
Ashland, Mississippi
Four years ago my five children, one husband, two dogs, one cat and I moved to the rural South from a large northern California city. We went from .12 acres to a rambling 57 acres. More about Vera


Posted at 2:29 PM on February 26, 2008 by Sareen Dunleavy Keenan
This weekend, we were elbow deep in waffle batter and found out that we were out of eggs. There was little other option then to run to the local grocery to get some of their eggs. The market wasn't open, and we promised the family waffles. Plus, the buttermilk wasn't going to wait another day.
This morning, I opened the refrigerator to make myself a bean tostata with egg and grabbed the first carton my hand landed on. Well, it happened that I grabbed the store eggs. I put them back and grabbed the farm eggs we picked up on Sunday.
It is probably an unreasonable distinction, but if I am making fried eggs, I will only eat the farm eggs. If I am baking, or making waffles, or any other operation that fully cooks the eggs, I will use the others. Probably no reason to make the distinction, but this morning I was adamant.