I love home made corned beef hash but I'm not sure I'll ever eat another egg. Teresa gave me an egg about a month ago while I was making some French Toast because I usually break an extra egg over the toast when it's just about finished. Evidently she has a broody hen who had been setting on this egg for a number of days and my taste for eggs disappeared and hasn't come back. I'm usually not squeamish about many things but that egg made an impression like some of those views of things that can't be made to go away.
That is just barf inducing! Reminds me of the time I picked up a rotten egg...it exploded in my face...got in my eyes and my mouth. I didn't eat an egg for a very, very long time.
I don't often post pictures of our lunches very often but Teresa made this monster of a Pork Tenderloin Sandwich Wrap that made me do a double take when I looked over to see what she was having.
Needless to say it was egg-free.........I know I shouldn't have said that, but just couldn't pass it up. Something we were raised to do with any fresh egg is to crack it into a small dish 1st, just to avoid those situations.....