How Do You Like Your Eggs?

A few weeks ago I learned something about eggs.

I’m not a big egg eater. If you put some eggs on my plate, I would eat them, but I wouldn’t seek them out. I don’t get excited about them.

There is one exception, but I’ll get to that in a minute.

A few weeks ago I was at a restaurant called The Original Pancake House for brunch. A friend had raved about their biscuits and gravy, so I knew what to order. What I didn’t know is that the dish came with eggs “prepared as you wish.”

I realized in that moment that there actually is one kind of egg I get excited about. So when the server took my order, I requested the biscuits and added, “I’d like my eggs…deviled, please.”

I know, it was a long shot. But the menu clearly said that I could choose how my eggs were prepared, and I love deviled eggs, especially the way my mom used to make them: salt, pepper, paprika, and egg. Nothing else.

Before the server arrived, I had asked my friends if they thought I had a chance of having my request fulfilled. It seemed unlikely, but what if the answer was yes? If they had hard-boiled eggs, it’s not that much more difficult to devil them. I’ve seen them on the menu at various restaurants as an appetizer, but that’s a little different than the type of egg included with brunch or breakfast.

The server’s response? A smirk and a reply of, “We don’t offer that option.”

It was worth a try.

I’m going to pose this question from now on whenever I’m given the option at restaurants. Someday, somewhere, a restaurant will say yes.

How do you like your eggs?