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Eggs marinated in salt

I tend to cherish, not wanting to let go. Sometimes I cling with all my strength to the roots, which slowly merge with my current habits. I look for a nostalgic feeling in what drives me to do better, and sometimes I find it in the simplest things. I almost realize that preserving does not mean oppressing memories, but giving them new ground on which they can continue to proliferate slowly, with their ancient rhythms.

Until now I had always dried under salt and only fish eggs (especially mullet, which are abundant in the lake of my country). Then wandering on the internet, I saw that many are also busy preparing chicken eggs in salt. I thought it could be a fantastic idea to propose on the Easter table and I tried it!

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