Ewww, those freak me out... Nice write though:-)
I love eggs. You can do so much with them :)
Yokes? Yolks?I share your aversion to runny yolks. Goes back to childhood.
clever poem, shame about the eggs
Now there's a haiku .. me too!!! Hard yolk, crispy white!
Same thoughts about the eggs - it's that yukky half-cooked clear gunge (that should be wondeful white)that puts me off!Anna :o]
I like runny yokes, but I guess it takes all sorts . .