Showing posts with label eggs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label eggs. Show all posts

Monday, July 11, 2011

Vintage Kitchen Finds Under $25.

Fondue forks, from The Vintage Apartment.


















Enamel sauce pans, from The Wishing Wardrobe.























Refrigerator magnet, from Vintage Woods.


















Plastic egg cup set, from Mister True.

















Griffith's milk glass spice jar set, from Suesuegonzalas.




















Are you a fan of retro, vintage awesomeness? If so, tweet us your favorite vintage Etsy finds @blackbirdtees. We love discovering new, er um, old things!

Part of our week-long "A Vintage Life" series. More vintage goodies all week!

Friday, June 3, 2011

Choose Your Egg.


"Cage Free", our eggs of choice.



















Choice is a good thing. And while we don't believe Americans necessarily need 67 brands of candy bars to choose from, we do appreciate our various options for eggs:  free range, cage free, vegetarian diet, organic, grass fed, brown, white, large, jumbo, 6-pack, dozen, 18-pack...just to name a few.

Price used to be our only determining factor when purchasing eggs. But after watching "Food Inc.", we've modified our thinking. And while it's still tough to sort through all the marketing and buzz words associated with today's foods, we think shopping at a reputable grocery store may be the ultimate key.

Our supermarket of choice is "Whole Foods". Specializing in natural and organic products, they put our ethical shopping radar system at ease--so we feel good about the groceries we buy (especially eggs!).

We want to hear what you think about eggs. Does free range, cage free, organic, etc... matter to you? Where do you buy your eggs? White or brown?

Monday, April 25, 2011

Easter Hangover.

"The Lone Oddity" print, from lkbarbour.

















When I think of Easter, I think of the last Easter egg hunt I was ever a part of. I was 8 or 9...ok, maybe I was 13. Anyways, I remember feeling like I was stealing the joy from the other (younger) kids. Most likely, my paranoia stemmed from the glares of hovering parents--eyeballing me like I was some sort of Easter devil.

I hate egg hunts.

Got an Easter memory (or nightmare) you'd like to share? Let us know.