We forget eggs. In my ancestral hometown in Bulgaria they would have many words for eggs. Variously, "the egg that is still warm", "the egg that was the only one lain", "the egg that is good only for throwing at naughty children" and "the egg that must be saved for grandfather". And with that opening of our eyes I would like to announce EoMEoTE#2 – End of Month Egg on Toast Extravaganza 2 .
Hatched, if you'll forgive me the pun, barely a month ago, here , cook sister there , here , and the mother hen .
The rules are:
1) There must be an egg
2) It must be on toast
It is open to all humanity. The period covered is a broad post-Christmas until New Year. Photographed and or with commentary is to be informed of by e-mail or in comments. It doesn't even have to be by you. Owen of Tomatilla has outsourced some child labour especially.
And remember, we're not judging – we're sharing.