I have a sort of love-hate relationship with eggs.

I will eat them when they are cooked into or added to certain dishes. In fact, often times I actually like them. I use them in pasta carbonara, an amazingly incredible Italian cold tuna sauce (I may post that recipe), pasta dough, some types of salads (using sliced hard-boiled eggs), fried rice, and general baking (if and when required).

However, I can't stand eggs that are scrambled (that includes omelettes, but strangely enough, not fried rice), poached, soft boiled, over easy (or pan-fried in general), raw (as a hangover remedy) or thrown at me in any way.

Don't care for egg salad or scrambled egg whites, either.

Signor V.

"For me, there's only my wife..."

"Sure I cook with wine - sometimes I even add it to the food!"

"When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies?"

"It was a grass harp... And we listened."

"Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it? Every, every minute?"

"No. Saints and poets, maybe... they do some."