When I was a little girl till I was 9 or so. My grandpa would make eggs for me! He had this special way of doing it... after he cooked bacon he would crack the egg in the same pan, he would tilt it up and gently flick the bacon grease over the egg to cook it! The white was always cooked and they were the best eggs ever! I loved them! My mom was not a big cooking person but when she did it might be eggs.... scrambled. Scrambled and extremely runny! Like snot! Just the thought of them is making my tummy turn! You would have to use a spoon to eat them! I couldn’t! I hated them! By the time I was about 13 my grandpa was not cooking anymore and my mom didn’t live with me. At some point I started to think about it... the chicken and the egg. I came to the conclusion that if the chicken was from the egg then in the egg was baby chicken, or in my head, chicken foetus! I know it’s really really gross but that's what I had in my head! So..... I didn’t eat eggs (on their own) from when I was 13 till I was about 20... 7 years with no eggs! Obviously if they were in something like cake or whatever I would but NEVER just an egg! Soooooo I was slightly eggsentric! I eat eggs now and thanks to “How it’s made” I feel even better about the whole egg situation! But there it is... a dozen eggs... used to be my worst nightmare now.... just a really big omelette!
I have decided to do a Project 365! Here is just a bit of info behind every pic.
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