After All This Time: Eggs

So it's been awhile (broken record) and as many of you know, we've had a pretty traumatic time with the birth of our daughter, but that's not what this blog is going to be about. Sure, it would be more interesting for you, that's a given, but it would be way boring for me. I've told the story so. many. times. Seriously. So instead, I'm going to regale you with a topic I find waaaaayyy more exciting: Regency-era Easter egg dying practices.

This is what I did this morning. 

Ok, so in the late 18th, early 19th century (during the life of the notorious Prince Regent, future King George IV) people dyed Easter eggs by hard boiling eggs in water shared with red onion skins. The red symbolized the blood that Jesus shed for the forgiveness of our sins. I tried it this morning and my eggs turned this orange-brown color.

It's possible that onions in England 200 years ago had different color variation, that starting with brown eggs would change the color, or that this was red enough for them to feel satisfied, but either way, this is how mine turned out.

I mainly wanted to try this as a fun, historical activity, but I think in going to do it every time I hard boil eggs. Never again will I have to wonder if an egg is raw or boiled. Onion skins, baby! (New catch phrase)

 

Ok, That's all. Sorry!