Egg Salad Sally was inspired by two hillbilly encounters I had yesterday. Truly I have no ill feelings toward these people but sometimes it's like being on another planet. The first was at the scrapyard, an old chevy van backed up next to me and started to unload a giant amount of rusty metal objects and gross old appliances. Along with all the metal out spilled two toddlers oblivious to the dangers of being barefoot in a scrapyard. Their smoking Mama didn't seem to notice either. This old copper stew pot came from that family, it has a forged rusty iron handle and some nice copper patina.
The second encounter was at the post office where an old hillbilly man who I developed a crush on was asked the usual "anything liquid,fragile or hazardous question?" and he replied "That there's just a big ol box ah eggsalad." He thought his joke was pretty funny and continued to ramble on about the dangers of egg salad in the mail, spoilage and all.