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Eggsperiment: A Story In Photos
The Theory: It’s hot enough in Austin to fry an egg on the street.
We hit the street at 5:44 p.m., usually the hottest part of the day, to test the theory that it is, indeed, hot enough to fry an egg.
I placed the egg ring on the street in a sunny spot and cracked one of our precious cage-free, organic, omega-3 eggs onto the ashpalt.
So we removed the egg ring to see if that made any difference.
It made no difference whatsoever.
I considered washing it away with a bucket of water, but Dave thought we should leave it for a dog or squirrel or cat or raccoon, so we did. As we walked across the street to our house — What?! Of course I didn’t crack an egg on the street in front of my house. I’m goofy, not crazy. — a cute girl came along with her dog.
Dave and I giggled like 8-year-old pranksters, waiting to see if the doggie would eat it. But Cute Girl saw it before the dog could get to it. “Did someone really put an egg on the street?” she said, laughing.
“I wanted to see if it would fry,” I said, feeling pretty bummed that it didn’t fry.
The Eggsperiment Findings: It is not hot enough in Austin to fry an egg on the street. Yet.
UPDATE 06/27/12 6:54 p.m.
We just went outside to see if the egg was still there, and the only remnants were a few yellow streaks. Looks like a critter came along and lapped it up!
UPDATE 06/28/12 12:28 p.m.
This morning, I got an email that said this, which is totally awesome:
Hi, Mel. I’m the “cute girl with the dog” who saw you with the egg… I’ve been eating paleo-ish for the last 6 months or so. I found your blog and thought it was rad (especially since you’re in Austin), and for my birthday, my friend bought your cookbook for me…. Yesterday when I saw you, I thought you looked like Mel from the blog… I just decided to look at your blog today to see if you posted about the egg, and you did! So that’s you! And that’s me! Small world.
Turns out, the “cute girl with the dog” is a writer who lives in my neighborhood. Meet Emily Starbuck, freelance writer. It’s too bad the Eggsperiment didn’t really work, but I met a new paleo neighbor, so the outcome is pretty great, right?!