not for the faint of heart...

Well, after a demanding morning filled with phone calls and emails regarding my upcoming summer internship I decided to treat myself to some pancakes. I wasn't satisfied with traditional Bisquick and was in need of a health-conscious fix. So I combined my whole wheat flour and oatmeal and fresh goat milk... But my Iron Chef demeanour quickly changed upon this horrifying discovery -- a chicken embryo in my egg. Yes folks, an embryo.

Now, don't be alarmed. This wasn't any egg from the local market. This was an egg from my own backyard where roams my mother's menagerie of farm hens. And although I am not a completely squeamish person when it comes to odd and grotesque things, this still kept me grimacing.

Thankfully, my pancakes were not tainted by this rather unlovely discovery and they turned out healthy-like but still yummy... especially with a little bit of butter and sugar-free syrup :o)