The solution...raspberry soufflé

Thank you all for your recipe suggestions, we shall be trying them out over the weeks to come.

But meanwhile we have vast quantities of raspberries ripening outside threatening us with yet another surfeit to add to the great egg menace.

Since I always have a glut of chocolate in my cupboard, I hit upon a solution yesterday:

Chocolate and raspberry soufflée:

This seemed to go down surprisingly well. Maybe because it goes with red wine...

We are going on holiday for a couple of days in the camping car and I must rush , but I will post the recipe when I return.

Dont tell him, but I have boiled a few eggs to take with us...

Eggbound

We are looking after Benoit's animals while he is on holiday in Canada.


We feed Pussy, issue of our house, who now resides with him.
Our other responsibilities revolve around his chicken empire. (Five laying birds)


I wobble off on my bicycle down the hill every morning to let out his flock and check their food and water and breathe a sigh of relief that another night has passed and I will not have to explain to him how the fox managed to burrow in and massacre them all.


I am to have free use of his eggs as a reward for my neighbourliness.
At first, this was a carrot that sustained me as I peddled back up the hill twice a day, shouting at a loitering Porridge to follow me or risk being squashed by the tractor that passes by about once a month.


But the blessing has become a mixed one. Four of our hens are laying as well.


We are starting to feel oppressed by this unlooked for bounty.


Darling D and I studied recipe books yesterday and realised that we might well be forced to eat lots of chocolate puddings. We decided to have a go at a cheese soufflé for starters. I felt that this might be a useful weapon in her armoury when French friends sneer at English kitchen incompetence cooking skills.










It was very successful as you can see, light and fluffy, but a bit, well .......eggy.










My eyes start to bulge like boiled eggs as I contemplate having to eat yet another one of these:




Any recipes for eggs that totally disguise the fact that you are eating eggs will be welcome. I eagerly await your suggestions... please... I can't go on much longer.