Very proud father here today! This morning in the kitchen of the Macklin Family, there took place a scene featuring the current economic condition, consumer package goods, and industrial vibration, birthed by the amazing breakfast food: eggs. 

I had just finished cooking and cooling a batch of hardboiled eggs (yay, protein!). My glorious-wife-whose-fantastic-shadow-I-walk-in picked one up to peel and noted, “These are small eggs.” So attuned and observant is that one. 

I replied, “They indeed are. What size does the package say?”

“Large,” we found. Same as we have always bought.

Side note here:

Just a few months ago, I noticed that the Large eggs were bigger than I thought they should be, and they didn’t taste that good. Almost like somehow the same amount of flavor in a Large egg got put in an Extra Large egg and got diluted. Oddly, I thought the small Large eggs we had this morning were quite good like the flavor was concentrated. If anyone has facts on egg-making science to explain this, please don’t tell me. I might swear off eggs.