"Do you eat eggs every DAY????" asks the new roommate.
"Oh, well, [chuckle, chuckle] yes -- I guess so ... but [choke on words, choke, choke] ... BUT I try to keep it healthy."
"I know, I know, only one yolk per four eggs," she offers as she steps over me to head to the hallway (we're stealing Internet from the guys next door ... they gave us permission!) . I wish I could zip my lips so as to hide this egg habit. But, I've never liked the taste of yolks. It feels like some medium between being healthy and wasteful (Mexican mother Grice would have me drink the yolks straight from their source if she had her way, it would seem.)
Sooooo, reminds me of my favorite premise for a bet:
"My boy said he could eat 50 eggs? He can eat 50 eggs." That resolve, so convincing.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
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I grew up thinking eggs were good for you. Somewhere along the way that information was changed upon me.
Whoever wrote this scene is an original.
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