The same reason why you don’t simply eat boiled meat, but mainly eat it in a stew/soup.
It’s not exactly a flavor town experience with boiled meat, innit?
Eggs? In this economy?
I’m firmly in the both are a bit much camp.
So its unusual that I think scarfing down a dozen devilled eggs would be a bit much?
Sounds like a Seinfeld standup intro
I think it’s weird to eat a dozen deviled eggs in one sitting.
Right, you don’t sit when you eat deviled eggs, you are at a party, mingling so no one notices when you grab that 12th one.
I’d go so far as to say I think it’s weird when people eat any amount of deviled eggs.
@[email protected] I was going to say more than 2 deviled eggs but you also make a good point haha
You live in an open society where everyone’s views and opinions can be expressed without judgement.
Except for this one, you filthy animal!!
Says a delived egg loving beast!
But I respect your desire to eat the filthy fuckers. As long as it’s in private, preferably in the closet of shame.
You are filth! You are garbage!! You are the lowest kind of scum that has ever polluted the face of the Earth! I want you to die slowly, but not too slowly because I want to be able to enjoy defiling your sister on your grave!!
Are we still on for Thursday? My Mom is making taco salad.
Big words from the walking dumpster full of nasty wastes of perfectly good eggs!
Oh hell yeah we are! Did she get those sick tortilla bowls again?
I have to go, but here’s some books you might like.
If you like Neil Gaiman, look up Tanith Lee. Gaiman admits that she was his inspiration, and he stole a lot of his best ideas from her. “Night’s Master” is about a demon prince who travels the world seducing and/or tormenting humans.
Alan Furst’s “Night Soldiers” is a WW2 era spy story that reads like a cross between Ian Fleming and Franz Kafka. A young Bulgarian fisherman becomes radicalized after fascists curb stomp his kid brother. He travels to Moscow and becomes a KGB agent in the Spanish Civil War.
Colson Whitehead has two books about a 1960s Harlem fence. “Harlem Shuffle” and “The Crook Manifesto.” Reading them is like hanging out in a smoky barroom listening to some OG’s talking about life in the 1960s and 1970s.
Enjoy!
I’ll add these authors to my reading list. Thanks for the recommendations!
you can have (well, used to) eggs anytime… fried, boiled, scrambled, omelets, poached–whatever. but gram’s special deviled eggs were for ‘special occasions’ only. she always made enough, so yea. gonna eat far more eggs that way than i ever would in a normal breakfast or meal.
Also, deviled eggs are usually put out at a festival. Gunning down six eggs at a 6 am breakfast is gluttony. Noshing on a dozen deviled eggs over the course of an evening is not grotesque.
A dozen devilled eggs and a bottle of rum gave me some of the most hellish shits I’ve ever had.
This is why we have the [nsfw] label.
Also, you don’t want to know what I thought you did with that bottle.
I’m glad you didn’t see me eat 136 deviled eggs
Not as glad as I am.
If someone eats 3 sandwiches, they were hungry.
If someone eats 6 slices of plain bread, they’re weird.
Sounds like Gaffigan
I used to eat slices of white bread as a snack
No toasting for that crunchy cronch?
Trying to change up what type of eggs you have 4 dozen of everyday, Gaston?
Well, that amount of deviled eggs is weird.
That being said, there’s some differences involved.
Moisture, size, seasoning, and chewability.
Deviled eggs have the dryest part removed and moistened. This makes eating two of them easier than the whole egg would be.
With the addition of moisture comes the ability to chew the result easier, so you don’t look like an idiot while eating. You don’t have to take a bite and roll it around your mouth while trying to get it into small enough pieces, mixed with saliva so you can swallow.
The seasoning comes in by making it taste like something you want to savor, to keep in your mouth longer.
And, since they’re half an egg, they can be popped in all at once, or in two clean bites, without spilling fragments. In either case, you aren’t sitting/standing/dancing/masturbating holding a partly eaten egg in your hand as long. This means that it looks like you’re eating less than you are, even when having the equivalent of a half dozen eggs. So it doesn’t register as someone eating six eggs, it registers as someone snacking casually.
I love your unneccessarily long explaination, and agree fullheartedly!
What’s even weirder is how full you feel eating 6 hard boiled eggs, but not if you eat the equivalent 6 deviled eggs.
6 deviled eggs are made from 3 hard boiled eggs, so it’s half the amount of food.
What I meant by equivalent was the equivalent of 6 eggs.
Truly, I scramble six eggs in a go, but six boiled eggs feels like a whole feast somehow.
Yolk composition theory. Fullness depends entirely on the composition of the yolk.
I literally had boiled eggs notarized at $10 each. You think people can afford eggs these days?
That’s nothing, I had all my eggs fabergéd to make them less valuable to thieves.
Why would anyone do this apart from hating prunes and needing a constipation remedy?
Going on a long road trip, gotta load up on Sulphur to delight the other passengers
