L’Oeuf

A local poet, Rebecca Hoogs, whom I have had the lucky aquaintence of for a few years now, printed this little gem of hers in the Stranger today.

Since the egg is a cornerstone of the culinary world, I thought you too would find beauty in this playful look at our lovely L’Ouef.

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One Response to “L’Oeuf”

  1. David says:

    Is there a typo near the end? It says: “It know it means nothing,…”

    Should that be “I know it means nothing…”, or perhaps “It knows it means nothing,…”?

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