I think it as well that Cathidaw and I don't eat at restaurants together. We would likely bring the house down. I haven't forgotten the expression on the chef's face recently when at a London hotel and asked for the eggs (breakkie time) to be turned over because I didn't like slimy eggs. He appeared mortified at the idea of turning his piece de resistance - a culinary master piece - being turned into something as deplorably "common" as a sunnyside up egg. It was almost beneath his dignity to perform such an act. Meanwhile, the well suited gentleman behind me followed up with "I'll have mine done exactly the same way thank you."
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