Sometimes I wonder why I eat eggs. If I take them out of a burrito, egg muffin or anything else that eggs belong in, something feels like its missing. It isn't like I enjoy the taste of them alone. I have to slather on the hot sauce or salsa and it must have cheese on them. Aside from baking or frying food with eggs, I won't eat them unless there is at least hot sauce or salsa. But why do I eat them? Well, an omelet is pretty good stuffed with cheese or veggies, and maybe bacon. That's why. If it isn't scrambled I have a really hard time eating them. I think I also eat them because they are supposed to be good for you. Still, I usually ask myself why I am eating them if I have them in front of me for breakfast. I also find that even the carton like egg beaters can give me this problem.

Today's experience was pretty gross. But before I tell you what happened, I'd like to mention that when I was about 14 years old I had my first encounter with what my mom called bread pie. She found it at the grocery store and was extremely excited that it was for sell there. We brought it home and I really enjoyed it at the time. That same week she bought another one because we ate all of it. That was when I encountered eating broken tiny egg shells for the first time. I asked her why this one more crunchy than the last time. The difference, there was a really raw taste to the crunch.. She ate it and realized that the baker must have been sloppy about making this batch. Of course we took it back and got another one. Although, I never ate one of those bread pies again. Well, partly because my mom described how those were made; eating stale bread just doesn't sound attractive to me.

Today I bought an Egg McMuffin before rushing to work. I did my typical ritual by slathering on tons of hot sauce to take away the egg taste as much as possible which brings out the taste of the cheese. First few bites were not that bad. I still wondered why I eat eggs because the egg yolk in an egg mcmuffin always gets to me. Then... the third bite... *crunch* *crunch* then that wonderful bitter taste of a rotten egg. I didn't have time to take it back so I just threw it away. Now I wondered, once again, why do I eat eggs?