Egg bleed! Yum, that looks fantastic. So does everyone's egg pics.
I was raised eating eggs several times a week. It was one of mother's favorite foods. She even used to blend a raw egg into chocolate milk on really cold winter mornings, calling it a Norwegian egg nog. Although I've never met another Norskie that had this, so it may have just been my mom's thing. At least I always had a shiny coat of fur.
Eggs even saved my mother's life. She cotracted Covid last summer, and got very sick, and the docs didn't think she'd make it. After my father's passing a few years ago, she resigned herself to allow Covid to take her so she could be with him again. She felt so bad that she even stopped eating and drinking in order to hasten the end.
After 2 weeks of feeling terrible (and not eating), one of the nurses went by her room with a tray of eggs and bacon. It was the first thing that she was able to smell in such a long time, and being one of her favorite meals, she asked the nurse to bring her some.
The docs and nurses were surprised, and we asked them to bring her eggs and bacon,as much as possible if that's all she would eat.
Within a few weeks after that, she fully recovered and is happily heading towards her 96th birthday this year. Still missing my dad, though.
Pan fried Spam and a double yolker, anyone?
(shudder)
