Duck's Disease

I recently read a book by Australian author Colleen McCulloch called "Angel" and it referred to someone having "duck's disease", meaning that their ass was too close to the ground. This amused me no end  (and I can kind of relate, being a shorty myself). On the same day I came across a market stall selling a variety of Asian ingredients like sweet potato tops (the leafy shoots, apparently used for blanching or steaming and tossing as a salad with tomato and onion) and salted duck eggs. I bought a couple of these duck eggs but am yet to use them as Mr Wonderful and myself have been suffering from a painful stomch bug caught from Master Five. The stall holder (from A Taste of Asia in Coffs Harbour) was very obliging and described how to use the duck eggs, telling me they can be peeled and eaten on their own as a snack, or chopped and mixed into a salad with tomato and onion. From the recipes I can find on the Web these salted eggs would usually need to be steamed before use as the salt solution would usually cause the yolks to harden but the whites stay runny. I will have to take the seller's word for it and risk peeling one open to see what it's like. And fingers crossed that its not too hard on the poor old insides. I considered waiting, briefly, but...nahhhhh!