In my family there are several different levels of carnivores and herbivores. Those that crave a juicy steak and those that will only eat things that never had a face. And then there's the one that will only eat something that had a beak on it's face or fins instead of feet. It's complicated, to say the least. So the smarty pants carnivores get a big charge out of pointing out (at least once a week) to the herbivore (that desperately needs more protein in her diet) that eggs are really just "liquid chicken". I am so over cooking...
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