My wife's great Gma made really good deviled eggs. Had them at every holiday. Them one day I saw her make them. Everytime she put the filling in the egg she used her fingers to push it down a little, then proceeded to lick the filling off her fingers after each one. DONE!!!
That'w what gave them their great flavor!!!
Exaggeration is a BILLION times worse than understating.
Pull out the yokes. Crush them in a bowl and then mix in mayo, mustard, dill pickle relish, salt, pepper, and some sugar. Put back into empty white. These are usually gone before the meal even begins at our household.
Every Easter my wife has to make these sulfuric dioxide time bombs. I am put through pure torture about 10 hours later when it hits her large intestine. The gaseous stench can peel paint off the walls. I usually keep the spray can of Febreze on the night stand as I wait of the bomb bay doors to open as she unleashes the fury that could stop a bear in its tracks. I even resort to wrapping the sheets around me as to prevent an attack from the rear flank!! Enemy dive bombers!!!!
Every Easter my wife has to make these sulfuric dioxide time bombs. I am put through pure torture about 10 hours later when it hits her large intestine. The gaseous stench can peel paint off the walls. I usually keep the spray can of Febreze on the night stand as I wait of the bomb bay doors to open as she unleashes the fury that could stop a bear in its tracks. I even resort to wrapping the sheets around me as to prevent an attack from the rear flank!! Enemy dive bombers!!!!
If you value your existance I would avoid letting her read this.
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