Today, among all the fighting and anger and stress in politics lately, I want to talk about eggs.
That's right... eggs.
I was never the biggest fan of eggs.
They were always a mechanism for me to eat salsa or mop up leftover syrup. Or they went into baked goods or the crust on a Pad Thai.
I just find them boring on their own. I've spent my entire life watching people pour salt and pepper on their eggs and just eating them as is, and I just don't understand it. (Also, not a huge fan of pepper)
Until I met Sal, I thought eggs came three ways: scrambled, hard boiled, and sunny side up.
The only reason I knew about sunny side up is because it's what's most often ordered in movies and I think that's because it's an easy egg for the prop department to create.
Hard boiled was reserved for Easter when my brothers and I would run around trying to find the hard boiled eggs with dollar amounts written on them.
And scrambled eggs were part of the special holiday breakfasts we got. Typically my brothers and I woke up at 6 am and ate cereal immediately. So on occasions like Christmas, we'd get eggs, bacon, toast, maybe some ham and onion thrown in the eggs.
So even though I didn't like eggs, they were always associated with special times.
Sal on the other hand loves eggs. Her love of eggs is so well known that she gets gifts like egg socks, egg recipe books, and the Japanese Gudetama action figure, the lazy egg.
I discovered another thing that eggs are good for. They can really bring a breakfast sandwich together.
I go on kicks where I'll eat the same thing for breakfast many days / months in a row.
Lately, it's been a bagel, cream cheese, bacon, and egg sandwich. It's delicious. It keeps me full until lunch time.
Today, I toasted my bagel, cooked the bacon, and reached in for the egg...Sal and I forgot to get eggs.
We only had one left. I stood there with a moral decision, do I eat the last egg while Sal is on a conference call and just not say anything, or do I leave it for the wife that is probably wear egg socks right now.
Ultimately I left it. And that folks... that is what love looks like.
3 years ago