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THE EGG CUP

By Mike Sharp

I am at the kitchen table staring at a soft- boiled egg in a shot glass. If I make a ceremony out this, I can satisfy myself with just one little egg. I had an egg cup before, but it broke!

An egg in a shot glass? I need a new egg cup. I like the image of a three-hundred-pound man hovering over one freakin’ egg in a cup.

Carefully I whack around the top with a butter knife and lift it off with my little spoon. I use the spoon to lift runny yolk and pudding like egg white, savoring every bite. This is so civil! I put the spoon down and raise my napkin to my lips. I fold my hands on the table and contemplate my satisfaction.