More specifically eggs with really runny yolks. Like Wendy’s perfect poached egg which I remember drooling over so vividly that it was the first image that sprang to mind when writing this post (many thanks for kindly letting me use it Wendy).
My less beautiful photograph is a snapshot of another memorable lunch after cracking open the last 5 eggs only to discover double yolks in all of them.
That was quite an omelette!
(my other A-Z challenge posts are here)