Topic of the day: Describe a food you abhor.
It’s been called incredible and edible but for me it’s just disgusting and vomit-inducing! That’s right, I’m talking about the egg. Yuck! I don’t know what it is about the chicken embryo that causes me to feel ill. I used to eat them when I was younger. I loved making omelets. It was great to throw all kinds of things in there from cheese to bacon and ham. It used to be so good! I even used to eat them boiled with no problem. At some point, that all changed. I’m not sure when it happened. It came to a point that eggs totally grossed me out. Just the smell of them makes me feel nauseous. I’m guessing this isn’t normal. As you can imagine, I am not much fun to take out to breakfast. Everything on every breakfast menu is full of eggs. It’s like you can’t have breakfast if you don’t have eggs. Therefore, I am the queen of ordering things a la carte. It’s so sad. It’s the only way it works though. Fast forward to my pregger days. I felt like eggs were good for my baby and wanted to give it a try to help him out. So, I tried them and I didn’t get sick. It was off to the races from there. I got eggs on breakfast sandwiches. I had my husband scramble eggs every now and then for breakfast and I was amazed that I wasn’t in gag mode. It was something about that baby that made eggs tolerable. Crazy. I thought the baby had cured me! I thought that I could now eat eggs with the rest of the world! Bring on the quiche, give me an omelet. Makes sense, right? Not even close! I tried to eat eggs after giving birth and was immediately sickened to my stomach! The smell gags me, the taste would kill me, I’m sure. Of course, as fate would have it, my little guy likes eggs. Great. As it stands, I am the only non-egg eater in my house. Yeah, it’s awesome. What can I say, I’ll only take my eggs in chocolate form… at least until baby number two. Then bring on the omelets!
This was written as part of Mama Kat’s Writing Workshop