Thinking outside the carton: Ham and Eggs Couscous Salad
It happens every year. Easter arrives just as my craving for hard-cooked eggs comes to a peak. Just before Easter, I boil a bunch of eggs. Sons, daughters-in-law and grandchildren often dip them into colored water and decorate the eggs with crayons and stickers. For most of them, the joy comes from the decorating, not from the eating of those multicolored eggs.