I like eggs. Hard boiled, soft boiled, sunny side up, and fried. I like omelets, egg sandwiches, and deviled eggs. I like eggs in every shape and form… except for SCRAMBLED.
Sometimes scrambled eggs sound ok and I might even enjoy a few bites. Other times, it makes me gag. Don’t ask me why. I have no idea. Maybe I had a traumatic event as a child that involved scrambled eggs and I have blocked that memory from existence. Whatever the reason, it is quite troubling for an egg lover like myself to not like an egg in a certain form, especially one that is extremely popular in America. Oh well, if I have lived this long with my strange relationship to scrambled eggs, I will probably be ok.
Another thing I love that goes well with eggs is Easter. Who doesn’t like Easter? It signals the start of spring, with flowers everywhere, trees are blooming (yay allergies), and pastel colors are refreshing (I am usually a gray kind of girl). Easter would also often fall on spring break when growing up so I always have fond memories of family trips, usually to the beach. Of course, it was usually still too cold to go in the water or layout, hence why I still prefer the beach on a cooler day than a hot one.
I also remember taking Easter very seriously as a child. And by a child, I mean I still do to this day. I LOVED the idea of scavenger hunts and it didn’t hurt that between my little brother and I, I usually won. I wasn’t a complete cruel big sister though, and usually, I let him “find” a few extra ones to avoid any hurt fillings (and tantrums). Also, I believed in the Easter bunny like I believe (notice my use of present tense) in Santa. I remember one Easter where I received a note from the Easter bunny with a little bunny paw print inside the card. It still makes me smile thinking about it because I truly believed that there was a bunny hiding in the bushes watching me read the note it had just left behind. I envisioned my cats (of all animals) working with the Easter bunny to organize how to surprise me with the note and the Easter basket.
As silly as these memories may sound to us know, it makes me miss those days where we could (and did) believe in special things like the Easter bunny. It is something I wish more children could experience because I believe it inspires hope, excitement, happiness, and joy. We should all have special childhood memories that we can hold on to as we get older.
Ok sorry for that long trip down memory lane. My point in all this is, because of my egg obsession and Easter fast approaching, I am sharing a recipe for deviled eggs dyed pink with beet juice! Yes, you read that correctly, beet juice! It is surprisingly simple and a super alternative to store-bought dye. At least for the color pink.
I hope this comes in time for your Easter festivities this weekend. May the weather be sunny and warm and let’s hope I won’t be the only one secretly hoping to find a little note from the Easter bunny himself (herself? itself?).
Adapted from: Melissa Hehmann, MS, RDN, CDE
Serves: 8 egg halves
For Deviled Eggs:
For Beet Juice:
Making the Eggs Pink:
Place the eggs in a pot and fill with water until the eggs are covered. Bring water to a boil.*
Boil the eggs for 10 minutes.
After 10 minutes, remove the pot from heat and let the water/eggs cool down.
While the eggs are boiling, get a second pot and add water, white vinegar, sugar, salt, and the beet.
Bring it to a boil and then set it aside to cool.
Once the eggs have cooled, peel them and place them in a large bowl or mason jar.
Fill the bowl or mason jar with the cooled beet juice and let it sit for at least 4 hours. I let mine sit overnight.**
Making the Deviled Eggs:
Cut the eggs in half and remove the yolk with a spoon and place in a small bowl.
Mix the yolk with the other ingredients in the bowl.
Spoon the egg mixture back into the egg halves.
Garnish with some dill or another herb you like!
*Add 1 tbsp of baking soda to make it easier to peel the eggs!
**The longer the eggs sit in the juice, the more color they will hold.