One of the known dangers of eating scrambled eggs is the eggshell. Despite extreme care, it is always possible that little fragments will wind up in the egg and not be fished out. This is one of my biggest pet peeves (it carries over to boiled or otherwise prepared eggs as well) and I am almost fanatical about making sure that no shell dared to spoil the meal. There is not much worse of a feeling (when eating) than biting down on that crunchy piece of shell.
It is rare that I have people over to my house but, on occasion, I do. I actually enjoy cooking and don't mind feeding folks, I'm just a bit of a hermit in general. I had a couple of people over last night and it came to my attention that eating at my house is very similar to eating scrambled eggs. Dangers lurk within the food, unwary eater beware!
I spent a lot of time making sure the place was clean in preparation for company, including wiping the kitchen counters down meticulously. I made pasta and you should imagine my chagrin at noticing two white cat hairs on the boiler as I drained the excess water. Yes, hair lurks at my home and I probably ingest it unknowingly on a daily basis. Who can help it with so many furry, four-legged children plus myself who is not deficient in that category. If they noticed the extra add-ins, they refrained from comment. Guess I'll know if I ever try to invite them back over...
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