Cheaper by the Dozen

I've been training to serve as back up for someone that supports New Zealand transactions.  This means I've had to be at the office at least an hour earlier than normal since NZ is two hours ahead of Sydney.  Arriving earlier means that I can also leave the office earlier.   

I usually head straight home after work, but with Thursdays having extended business hours at the mall, I decided to pass by last Thursday to see if I could catch the stores open.  Sadly the grocer where the fruits are cheaper was already closed but the local IGA grocery store was still open.  

There were several stacks of eggs at the store entrance.  They had a special price if one picked up two dozen, and an even bigger discount if one got four dozen.  I remembered that we were down to our last dozen eggs and figured if I wanted to make egg tarts this weekend, I'd better get eggs.  I picked up four dozen eggs and a couple other things then headed for home.

When I arrived home, guess what I found?

EGGS!  Four trays of eggs.

Yes, great chickens think alike.  Obviously MacGyver had been in the area and decided to pick up eggs as well.  Just like me, he didn't go for the two dozen option and went all out with the discount for four dozen. 

Back to reality now, what was I to do with nine dozen eggs?

I proceeded to boil some of the eggs.  Only ten could fit in the pan but that was still ten less eggs to worry about.  I looked at the eight trays of eggs and I could imagine the requests for leche flan, brazo de mercedes, and the like.   I only wanted to make egg tarts.  I wasn't planning on leche flan nor brazo de mercedes,  I had to figure out how to 'get rid' of some of the eggs. 

I checked the time and tried to call the store to ask if I could return the eggs.  There was no answer but I figured it was worth the effort to see whether I could return or exchange the eggs.  I just did not want to have all those eggs in the house.

I dashed back to the store and got there right before 7PM.  It was practically closed.  I explained my situation to the lady who had served me at the check-out earlier and asked if I could return or swap the eggs.   I mentioned there was an item on the shelf that was the same price as the eggs. Fortunately, she obliged.

So now, in exchange for four dozen eggs, RD has a new glass container to bring his food to school.

And because I was so keen on testing out a particular recipe, we had egg tarts for dessert last night.