Live and let dye

Even though I had no real reason to do it (especially since the chances of having a hunt this afternoon are slim to none, what with severe thunderstorms ripping through Chicagoland), I decided to dye eggs Friday night. My mom had sent me a box of Paas egg dyes, so what else could I do, let them go to waste? Not an option.

Besides, I like hard-boiled eggs, particularly when they are mixed with tuna and vegetables in a Nicoise-like salad. I'm not sure I'll be able to eat a dozen before they go bad in the next 3 days, but whatever.

These pictures give you an idea of the process itself and the final results. I made the obvious discovery that the eggs take on a much more rich hue when left longer in the dye. This is something I never really let myself discover as a child because I was always too impatient and couldn't resist pulling them out after 5 minutes.

Nevertheless, it was fun and festive. And isn't that what Easter is really all about, the chocolate and the Bunny and the sacred multi-colored eggs?