So I recently hard boiled some eggs on their use by date (yes, I had forgotten I had eggs in the fridge) which, on the water test, all appeared to be happy and healthy. Coming to the end of the dozen in my fridge I have been a little more careful about the eggs that I choose to eat.
While being on Skype to my boyfriend (who is overseas at the moment and has been for the last 8 weeks) I had the following discussion regarding which egg I should eat. I thought it was rather amusing and possibly interesting enough for you to read:
me: I have two eggs, one smells like fish and the other smells like egg. Which one should I eat?
the romantic: um, an egg that smells like egg? How is that a real question?
me: well I am not sure which one is off.
the romantic: does it float or sink in water?
me: they're hard boiled. You can't do that test
the romantic: well maybe you should have thought about that before you boiled it. I would just eat both because my stomach can take anything. But you're just mornal so I wouldn't if I was you
me: but I could die if I eat a bad egg! Oh I don't know what to do!
the romantic: then man up and eat both
me: I just peeled the egg smelling one and it's blue!
the romantic: show me. Mould?
me: no, it is just blue
the romantic: then don't eat it
me: yeah, it smells like egg
the romantic: how is this even a serious question?
me: it's a matter of life or death
the romantic: ok, do this then. Unpeel both and cut them in half. Eat the better looking and smelling pieces.
me: cutting the blue egg!
the romantic: or just don't eat an egg
me: but I want to eat an egg
the romantic: holy sh*t that can't be an option. OH MY GOD WHICH EGG DO I EAT? THEY'RE BOTH WEIRD. HOW ABOUT I EAT NEITHER AND JUST EAT CEREAL.
me: I don't want cereal, I want an egg. Um, it is blue on the inside. It looks like zombie eyes
the romantic: man up and eat a goddam egg.
me: but I could get sick
the romantic: then throw up when it doesn't feel good. At least you ate an egg. Ho do they look on the inside?
me: I told you, the blue one looks like zombie eyes
the romantic: show me
I show him the eggs (putting them on my eyes to look like zombie eyes
the romantic: yeah I wouldn't eat that sh*t. Why would you even contemplate that?
me: because I really want an egg. Oh hey, the fishy smelling egg isn't blue. Oh and it looks really good on the inside.
the romantic: how does it taste?
me: like egg
the romantic: what a twist. The lesson here is that you should eat fishy smelling eggs. Badumtsh.
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