Egg Slicer – The inexplicable gift

the gift

The Mom bought me an egg slicer for my birthday.  A dear friend who is Mom’s bestie was deputized to buy it since mom can’t get around on her own. Apparently there were many conversations to plan the acquisition.  I opened the square box wrapped with “the funny papers” and was mystified.  I looked at mom, “An egg slicer?”  “Well, I wanted one”, she said.  My friends cracked up.

sliced and diced

This morning I was called into her room and told to make egg salad using the egg slicer.  “You don’t like how I grate it”? “Well, I thought if you cut the egg one direction then put it back and cut it the other direction it would be perfect cubes”.  Alrightythen. Obviously she spends too much time thinking about food.  The tree of the apple and all that.

she likes burnt bagel

I mixed the perfectly diced eggs with some Jalapeño mayo I made to slather grilled corn and served it atop toasted bagels with tomato on the side as commanded by the Mom. The moral to the story is never underestimate the weird influence of the Chew and or The Food Network on a 94 yr old. Thanks Mom.  It’s a very beautifully made egg slicer.  And you’re right.  The egg salad was perfect.