Eggs and I have a love-hate relationship! some mornings I wake up wanting eggs and the next I can't even think about them. when I do feel like eating eggs I enjoy them immensely but only a certain way. My DH knows what I'm talking about, he usually rolls his eyes when I ask him to make "the usual", this "usual" consist of lots of patience and timing because I like my eggs slightly done but not too done lol so poor DH has to time it perfectly so the yolk is still soft but not too soft and definitely not hard.