A while back, during Earth Week, I met a woman named Monika Riney, who belongs to the Winthrop Green Committee and helped organize some wonderful activities to celebrate that special week. These activities included movies, a tour of a farm that was hosting community gardens, and a public supper featuring local food. My husband, Clif, and I thoroughly enjoyed the week, and one of the pleasures was getting to know Monika, who has a farm called Wildermirth Farm in East Winthrop, which, as she puts it, is “a vegan farm where nobody is killed.” And on that farm, she has hens, who do what all good hens do—they lay eggs. In a recent email, Monika wrote, “The yolks are a yellow/orange because the girls have a varied diet that includes cracked corn and a lot of fresh greens.(They’re the middle managers in my compost factory.)”
Last night, Monika came to our house to deliver two dozen of her beautiful eggs. Talk about service! I can’t remember the last time anyone delivered food to my house. (And, no, I am not interested in becoming acquainted with the Schwan’s man.) She had taken her children to Tubby’s in Wayne, and thought she’d combine things by bringing the eggs to our house. (Earlier in the week, I had emailed her and told her we were interested in buying some of her eggs.)
“You know, of course, that Tubby’s is coming to Winthrop,” I said to her.
“In nine days, but who is counting?” she replied, laughing.
Everybody in Winthrop seems to be counting the days until Tubby’s comes to Winthrop. I find it both humorous and heartening that this new business is causing such a stir in our little town.
“We’ll be there on Tubby’s inaugural day,” I said.
I expect a lot of other people will be there, too. I’ll have Clif bring his camera so that he can record the big event.
But back to the eggs. After Monika left, I opened the egg cartons to take a look, and I just marveled at the lovley variety of shapes and colors. Some of the eggs are blue, some are brown, some are tan, some are speckled, and one is a ghostly white.
What to do with those eggs? Why, an omelet for supper, of course, along with a spinach salad from my very own little garden.
Notes From the Hinterland 
Monika’s eggs ARE colorful & wonderfully fresh! I grew up on a farm & can tell the difference as soon as the egg cracks. (so to speak)
A big hello to L.Clifton! I see he is still involved in spreading the word on good foods.
A wonderful article about Monika’s garden and creative gardening! Winthrop sounds like a fun place to be …love those eggs too, that Monika brought to your door! I know Monika as well…we work together.
Laurie, you are quite the writer. And Lloyd is quite the photographer.
Monika’s homestead (and delivery service!!) sounds divine. Nothing like farm fresh eggs. Made into an omelette. With spinach. And goat cheese.
Pure heaven.
Thanks so much for the kind words, Craig! And, I love your suggestion about the omelet with spinach and cheese. As it so happens, I have a surplus of spinach from my little garden, and some of it will be used in an omelet this week.