In a very chatty (written chatty, i.e., not vocal chatty) frame of mind. So, rambling replies to Cee’s Share Your World – February 19, 2018
How do you like your eggs?
When I was about 10 years old, I had jaundice and became very weak and emaciated. Once I recovered from the illness, my mother took it upon herself to boost my health and weight. I was fed a lot of healthy vegetarian food, but that wasn’t doing much to my energy, at least not at the rate my mom wanted, she wasn’t a very patient woman. Her domestic maid recommended eggs. Now, I belonged to a very strictly vegetarian family that even shunned onions and garlic. Egg? But torn between the need to fatten me, and not bringing egg into the house, my mother earmarked a glass for egg, kept it in the back yard, and the maid was required to break an egg into it, add milk and sugar to it, beat it well and give it to me. I was required to drink that concoction at the backyard, take a bath and then come back into the house. Contrary to what I had expected, I liked the eggy milk. But that regimen was stopped once my mom thought I was fattened enough.
When I was about 15, I was hungry at a friend’s house, and she made me the only snack she knew how to make – scrambled eggs. I loved it. My family didn’t know about it.
When I went to grad school in the US, my friend was an eggophile. He’d make the most awesome cinnamony French toast every morning, and I had piles of it every day. He also introduced me to egg nog, and pancakes and what not, and converted me into a complete and total eggophile. I continue to make some egg dish at least once a week for my new (husband and kid, i.e.) family – my birth family continues to not know that I am a traitor to the tradition ! Unfortunately, my family and I have different tastes in egg dishes. While I prefer sweet egg stuff, like French toast, pancake etc. or even bland (boiled egg), my husband and kid prefer omelette (I hate it). Still, egg is easy to cook, so I make both.
Strangely, I seem to be losing my fondness for eggs. In fact, last week, I almost gagged at the smell of eggs. Perhaps age rewires the brain now and then.
Have you ever met anyone famous?
Every day, in the mirror**.
What was the first thing you bought with your own money?
I am not even sure what my “own money” is. I got scholarships through most of my post-school education – undergrad, grad 1 and grad 2. The money went straight tomy education – the undergrad and grad 1 scholarships went into paying my college fee. The grad 2 teaching assistantship went into supporting my living in the US. Perhaps I must consider the TAship as my first “own money”. I am not sure it was the first thing I bought, but I remember buying a pot of indoor rubber plant for my drab grad housing apartment, with one of my early salaries, and feeling terribly guilty about wasting money.
Ok, back to work.
** From the movie – The Thomas Crown affair:
Thomas Crown: You look wonderful!
Catherine Banning: Thank you! How are you?
Thomas Crown: Popular.