A newspaper that sells what it prints. The day's news, graded by the egg.
Grab your coffee. Make some toast.
We'll bring the eggs.
Every morning we read the whole noisy world, pull the handful of things we think are actually worth knowing, and press each one into a single picture — graded by the egg for how the day feels. Come read. Looking is free, and always will be.
Today, graded
Each front is a wordless picture; the story it was pressed from is right here — and, on a shirt, a scan away on the back.
Bringing today's eggs to the table…
The signature
Nobody grades the news in eggs. It's how we say, at a glance, how a story feels — from bright to heavy.
+ Tap a grade to see what earns it
Pressed by a human
We use a machine to do what machines do well — read every headline, every morning, and render what it sees. But no image is ever published until a human chooses it. The taste, the conscience, the call on what's worth saying — that stays human. Always.
The name
It even ships with its own verb: get pressed.
The daily drop
A fresh read every morning. The shop opens soon.