Eggs & Asparagus

Every weekend at home (and by home I mean the place we don't live anymore, of course) ends the same way, M and I running around the yard putting away garden tools, stashing soccer balls, emptying wheelbarrows full of weeds, and stuffing what we can from the garden into bags. This week's take: two dozen eggs (those shown from the last two days), and a few handfuls of asparagus. The asparagus was just peaking its little head above the ground two weeks ago, it's remarkable how much of it was still fit to eat.  I was going to ask for supper suggestions, but the combination seems pretty obvious.