Before we could dye our eggs earlier this week, we had to use up the eggs that the girls colored with Grandma and Grandpa last week. Why they were sent home with the girls instead of staying at Grandma's house, I have no idea. Anyhow, we had a carton full and another batch cooking on the stove for dyeing, so I had to think fast one afternoon before lunch.
As a child I absolutely loved deviled eggs, especially when Grandma Dee would make them, but as an adult with a skepticism for mayonnaise, I limit my intake of these potluck favorites to only ones that have been expertly prepared and appropriately refrigerated. That's why it was due time to teach Binny how to make them.
A rite of passage of sorts, although we didn't make them old lady style by sprinkling the tops with paprika.