Cracking open the Egg almost felt wrong. I kept cleaning all the utensils after they touched the Egg, laughing at myself as I would suddenly remember the Egg was going in me anyways! I'm so use to making Eggs for my husband and cleaning everything after so I can safely use it. As I cooked the Egg I kept staring at it, watching it slowly form, absorbing the fact that this little guy was going in me. Still felt odd, but I was curious.
I toasted some of my favorite gluten-free Garlic Bread from Johanna's Bakery, warmed up some organic Black Beans and sliced some Avocado to pair with the little Egg White. I hoped it wouldn't be too bad.
I took my first bite. Chewing slowly, I finally swallowed and waited. A bit of itchiness started, but it stayed slight. My throat tightened, but again it was slight. Hmmmm okay, second bite, nothing worse happened. Alright! A few minutes later I was staring at my empty bowl with a satisfied grin. Woot! I did it! It's now been an hour and I'm still breathing and living just fine.
Conclusion: I like Eggs. I want to eat more of them. I don't think I could eat one everyday, but perhaps once or twice a week will be okay for my body. Hurray! Thanks for sharing my little Egg victory with me!