Purple Pickled Eggs


I love eggs. Remember how Gaston inhaled them in Disney’s Beauty and the Beast? He might be my spirit animal. That or a snake. Snakes like eggs, too. But, you want to know what else I love? Pickles. Now put them together and we’ve got pickled eggs. I die.

I first encountered this amazing treat while visiting The Man’s family a couple Christmases, ago. There it was, just sitting in the corner, a giant container of eggs floating about in a mysterious purple liquid. No one seemed to be paying it much attention, but I was curious obsessed. What was this? Why was it purple? Why wasn’t everyone fighting to the death when there were clearly eggs in the room? Continue reading