Abba :: Sweden as Eggs :: Chickens

Much in the same way that I loved Abba even before I moved to Sweden, I loved eggs way before having chickens. I like ‘em scrambled, fried, poached, coddled, mollycoddled and made into omelettes, particularly with cheddar cheese and artichoke hearts. In fact, if the house were afire, one of the things I would grab [...]

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