Deviled Eggs – Paleo Style

Spring has sprung all around me. Theo brought in a possum the other night. I can’t say that with certainty. It might have ventured its way in the doggy door on its own. Either way, my sweet baby played with it in the living room while I was trying to ignore that it was 10 o’clock and he should have been calming down but was noisily playing. I finally – about 15 minutes later – came to see what toy he was chasing around. The living room lights were off but the sliver of light streaming from the bedroom revealed a furry mass halfway under the coffee table. I mentally ran through all of the toys he had, and he has quite a few, but couldn’t remember anything dark and furry. Immediately I dreaded having to tell the neighbors that my adorable baby had killed one of their cats in our living room and panic set in. I sent him to his kennel but he would not take his eyes off the dead animal. I turned on the lights and to my shock, and slight relief, it was not a neighbor’s cat at all but a possum.

A DEAD POSSUM in my living room!!! Its head was cocked to the side and its little arm was limp and I could swear that its tongue was hanging out. It was right about now that I realized that possums are wild animals and we all now had rabies(I tend to mentally over-react when it comes to germs, this is not a character flaw, it is cute and quirky). By now the sadness has set it that my precious dog had killed a innocent, rabies ridden possum that had no chance against a dog at least 6 times its body weight. I could not even picture myself disposing of this poor animal, so I had to wake up a man to remove the possum.  While waiting for the man with the shovel to arrive I took my eye off the possum for just a minute to slip into some flip-flops. When I looked back the possum was no longer laying in a pathetic heap, but crouched up on all fours. The little sucker wasn’t dead at all. There was now a LIVE possum in MY LIVING ROOM!!!!!!! Are you kidding me?!?!?!?!?!

In comes the man with a shovel, and all I can keep saying is “Its alive, ITS ALIVE! He ain’t dead. He is alive!!” So we chase him out the back door, the whole time Theo is panting and whining and salivating in his kennel while this angry little possum is hissing and showing his gnarly teeth. Notice how in the matter of two minutes the possum went from innocent and pathetic to angry and evil? This is all funny now, especially the part when I couldn’t do anything but pace back and forth saying “He’s alive.” And to top it all off, the very next afternoon, Theo cornered a snake in the backyard while I was folding all the dog blankets fresh out of the wash because they needed to be cleaned of any possum rabies germs.

While none of this ordeal has anything to do with food or any project I am working on, it does signal the beginning of spring. Nature is venturing out and into the backyard and even into the living room. And spring reminds me of Easter and therefore hunting Easter eggs and therefore deviled eggs.

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Ingredients

a dozen hard boiled eggs, peeled
couple of Tablespoons mayo – I used the Paleo mayo recipe from EverydayPaleo
pinch or two salt
pinch of garlic powder
pinch of cayenne or a dash of hot sauce
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Make the paleo of mayo.

I made the whole recipe for the mayo but I wish I had only made half because I don’t know what to do with the rest.

The recipe makes over two cups of mayo. It really has no discernible taste but is very creamy.

Slice the eggs in half lengthwise and pop the yolk into a bowl. Mix the yolks with the remaining ingredients using enough mayo to make things creamy and smooth. Whisk vigorously with a fork.

Take the empty egg whites and spoon the yolk mixture back into the eggs.

Chill for at least an hour.

Enjoy!