I haven’t been able to find a carton of eggs in the store for two weeks. According to the produce clerk the last egg shipment (a quantity that usually lasts the store three days) was sold out in thirty minutes. As to why anyone would want to hoard more eggs than they could possibly consume in ten days (which is about as long as a refrigerated carton of eggs will stay fresh, it’s beyond me. You can’t freeze them or dry them. Do you suppose people are going to attempt to hatch chickens by sitting on all those eggs?
And so we are down to our final four eggs. Maybe this week we’ll be able to find eggs at our local grocery but on the oft hand we cannot, Joel, who loves eggs, is being rationed. One egg every other day. It’s hardly a tragedy. Some people don’t eat eggs at all. Some are allergic. Some are lacto/eggo tarians or whatever the term is for someone who who can live without any animal byproducts whatsoever. I’m a firm believer that you have a right to eat whatever keeps you healthy and makes you happy but life without cheese is simply not life for me.
As bizarre as it is to hoard eggs, the hoarding of fresh onions or garlic surprised me as well. Ain’t nothing worse that five pounds of rotting onions. Maybe the idea was to chop them all up and freeze them? Or maybe make fifty pounds of onion soup to store in your freezer. And what happens if the power goes out?
Luckily I had a few onions and gloves of garlic on hand. I guess I’ll use them to grow some more.
Supposedly it’s very simple to grow onions. You wait for sprouts to appear and then plant in dirt with a lot of compost. I know I should be doing something more productive during my quarantine time than waiting for onions to sprout but there’s nothing worse than not having onions or garlic when you need them.
To quote Scarlett (O’Hara): As God is my witness, I will never go onion-less again!
But folks, there’s no need to worry. We’ve got a president who’s smarter than all the epidemiologists. He’s figured out how wipe out the virus with an everyday household product. That’s right, if you get sick, just take a bite or two of Irish Spring (or whatever flavor soap floats your boat.) His rational, if just washing your hands in the stuff kills the virus, think what eating it will do. Heck, it might even make you immune.
On a serious note, do not eat soap. It probably won’t kill you (or make you blind) but it will sure make you happy you hoarded toilet paper!
Please tell me that you are all finding more productive ways to spend your quarantine time other than watching garlic cloves sprout! I need hope.