I am thinking of how much my mom loved eggs, I mean, LOVED eggs. We were two peas in a pod, singing along with that old commercial on TV: "I love eggs, from my head down to my legs..."

She used to nearly cry watching others eat scrambled eggs and fried eggs and egg salad sandwiches and deviled eggs...she was a good girl, though, and stopped eating eggs to bring her cholesterol down, making nasty faces at the "Egg Beaters", saying "stupid fake eggs".

I'm not militantly anti-medical profession by any means, but it sure is depressing every time they tell you to stop immediately taking the drugs (or supplements) they've been pounding on you to take forever. And saying you could have been eating/drinking/enjoying whatever after all. *sigh*