Only news of PB&J could resurrect this blog...

After a long haitus, the North Egg Dispatch lives to reign again. Let it be known, that on this day, January 19, 2010, The Egg Highlands reached out in an exemptional act of generosity and affection toward North Egg: he packed her a lunch from his cozy, mahogany home. The lunch contained, chocolate pudding, Sun-Made raisins, and fudge grahams. Not to mention, the piece de resistance, peanut butter and jelly on a hamburger bun wrapped (lovingly) in foil. Could a North Egg ask for anything more? No, no she could not. Thanks, Mr. Prince. Your thoughtfulness is a constant source of delight for Miss North Egg.