Ketchup and eggs
As a young baby, perhaps a year old, I have a memory of sitting on my
fathers lap, in front of a coal stove to keep us warm, while my mother
cooked soft boiled eggs for him every morning. He would break off
a piece of his toast, dip it in the egg, and feed it to me. This was our
egg ritual.
Now, seventy somewhat years later, my very grown up daughter calls
me many mornings to check if I am eating an egg -"you must have protein
to begin every day" she reminds me.
I think I am starting to hate that egg ritual. Do I really need this in my golden
years? Does it ever stop?
fathers lap, in front of a coal stove to keep us warm, while my mother
cooked soft boiled eggs for him every morning. He would break off
a piece of his toast, dip it in the egg, and feed it to me. This was our
egg ritual.
Now, seventy somewhat years later, my very grown up daughter calls
me many mornings to check if I am eating an egg -"you must have protein
to begin every day" she reminds me.
I think I am starting to hate that egg ritual. Do I really need this in my golden
years? Does it ever stop?
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I can strongly relate to this. *
"seventy somewhat years later"
"you must have protein to begin every day"
"Does it ever stop?"
Never.
you are right on Mykell. I think it never does stop.
Thanks for the comment and the fav.
I want to hear more from this perspective, this voice. Before we get to the "golden years" voice, we always make so many youthfully busy assumptions and judgments that are probably all way off. *
haha! I think I know of whom you refer... EAT AN EGG!!
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You are right on Beate, too many assumptions, too many rules, can make you nuts. Golden years don't necessarily mean you have lost your marbles.
thanks for the comment.
And to you miss ---- eat your own eggs.
p.s. my eggs can stay in the fridge, I keep them for guests.
I lOVE the first phrase, "As a young baby, perhaps a year old..." And then the story of eggs. Pretty playful stuff. Thanks.
Very sweet image of father feeding baby toast dipped in egg in front of stove. I've pretty much given up eggs because they're bad for cholesteral. There are plenty other healthier sources of protein. I'm surprised at that advice.
Steven, glad you enjoyed this playful story. Thanks for reading it.
Gloria, maybe the one with all the advise, will read your thought on eggs. Yes, think I would rather go for just the bacon.
I love soft eggs! They are he perfect food for all ages, except for he cholesterol.
Kenton, now they tell us eggs are ok, so forget the cholesterol.