Eggs Mimosa

I was so happy when I first saw my old favorite, deviled eggs, with a French name: Eggs Mimosa. I think eggs mimosa usually have the yolk grated over the top, like fragile yellow mimosa blossoms. We had a mimosa tree in the house I grew up in, but it was the pink-tipped variety. When we read Dr. Seuss' The Lorax, I pictured the blossoms of the Truffula Tree as the fluffy pink mimosa blossoms in our front yard.

We took this to a summer party last week. I put the eggs on lettuces from the garden, and sprinkled them with smoked paprika, capers, edible borage blossoms, herbs and and violas.

My Mom reminded me of how good and easy hardboiled eggs are when she and my Dad visited in May. I associate them with her 70th birthday family reunion, at a cabin at Vallecito in Durango. She made a batch and kept them in the fridge at the cabin, and we ate them all week. Such a smart little hit of portable protein.

I wish I were back at that cabin right now, with my whole family. I miss them. We took this picture of R and her little cousins as they got on the boat. It's still my favorite. R. is 4. She really does not want to go on the boat, and she hates how tight the life preserver is. Look at her worried face! But she is smiling, so that her daredevil cousins will think she's brave.