Story Time: Eat The Cake Ann Mae!

Growing up I only at my eggs scrambled, HARD. No liquid! Dry as the Las Vegas desert. Occasionally, I would add a slice or a little shredded cheddar cheese.

Fast forward to grown-up family life, my then husband loved his eggs over easy. YUCK! 🤮 So, when I would make breakfast I would scramble eggs for me and the kids and make over easy for him.

One day after having some of Popeyes magic spinach 😏😊I was going through my usual routine. Something was different. Those over easy eggs where calling to me, "try me, try me!" I did my best to egg-nore (pun intended) the whispers but then it turned into a scream, "TRY ME! TRY ME!"

As much as I didn't want to, I knew the only way I could silence the voices was to "eat the cake". As I was eating my food I leaned over and place my fork in his plate 🍽 grabbing a little bit of the eggs with some grits. All of a sudden, Angels started to sing 🎶 as a beam of lot hit my face. A euphoric moment was taking place. ✨️🎆🪄After that, even our kids wanted to try it.

Now, I seldomly eat scrambled eggs. The moral of this story, (as long as you aren't allergic) eat the cake Anna Mae! You just might like it.

Life changing experience.

Steak and Eggs

What's something you never thought you would eat but love now?

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