Out of Frustration

How do you like your eggs in the morning?

I know I have asked that before in my previous articles. I'd mention which one but I am a little time-bound (self-pressured no time limit really) and I am in no liberty (timewise) to scroll up and tag my own article here. Haha.

Has it ever happened, though, that you got served with a food that did not meet your expectation?

I am sure, though, if it is an upgrade of what we thought the food would look and taste like, we would be very happy and be silently smug about how we are enjoying our plate as opposed to one other companion who is quietly battling with confusion and frustration over her plate. She may not say it but it is written all over her face that she is displeased.

Sometimes people or customers do make a scene about it. This kind of reminds me of that scene from one of Catherine Zeta-Jones' film - No Reservation.

Our humanity is super entertaining a lot of times, yeah? We, the thinking animals, the superior ones, sometimes allow the bursts of emotions to take over our senses.

To some they call it survival instinct, "self-preservation" even. To some, also, it can be in a form of change of tone or volume of voice. To some, it can be quick as a reflex - a sudden slap in the face, a right hook landing on the jaw out of nowhere or our mother's flying slipper skills.

Sudden bursts of emotion, mostly anger and frustration, manifest in some form of course of action:

• A scream

• Like mentioned, a slap in the face

• Things thrown outside the house (does it really happen in real life?)

• A phone thrown off the wall after reading a painful message or after a frustrating phone call

And a lot of other things that, though we do agree we are unique individuals, we sometimes have a uniform expression of emotions. A little emotional fellowship there that connects us. Making it for one party expressing their emotions to be communicated well to the receiving party or to every eavesdropper nearby. If there is no awareness and familiarity about the other's expression we will not have a clue that at that raised voice or that slap means they are angry, at least.

But, then again, we are no mind readers, speaking or talking about it via calmer communication usually, still, is the proper strategy. No one is hundred percent accurate (except for mother-child cases) in tantrum-reading.

Have you ever, in your frustration, did something whack that afterward, realizing your own crappy trail of thoughts, you laugh at your own decision-making?

...And the outcome of it.

... And the follow through decision-making after that?

Our propensity to make mistakes and multiply that even more by just ourselves is amusing.

Yes. Laugh at yourself. It is also a self-loving gesture, mind you. Accepting your flaws and finding humor in that flaw-ny moment is key to not being too onion-skinned. Just know that someone, somewhere out there may have done the same thing and maybe some may have done worse.

In my frustration, I did something that caused me to scratch my head and laugh at myself today. That was a few days ago (felt like it was just yesterday actually), because I can't seem to crack the eggs I have in the house and not burst the yolk and, I cannot have burst yolk for my poached egg, I dumped three eggs in the freezer. I only intended for it to maybe "grow a thicker membrane".

... But I totally forgot about it...

Hah!

When I remembered it, I was thinking I could have a bigger problem if the whole egg burst and I will end up cleaning the freezer (not on sched). Thank God none of the three exploded.

There was one with crack already though so I cannot put that back on the tray because if I did, it will melt and all the gooey stuff will leak.

Only one thing to do now: cook 'em! Just the cracked one. It was frozen alright. It was tough to crack the eggs but I did it anyway.

Tada! Frozen for real. Like ice candy but it is raw egg.

Then one crazy decision after another, I decided to cook it. Excited that I was, I never waited for it to thaw out .. Not all frozen stuff melt its whole being all at the same time. It melts surface by exposed surface, right?

So i popped this one in the microwave with a bowl of water and a drop (maybe a lot) of vinegar. Turned the dial and voila ..

... Another frustrating poached egg! It looked so nice and I cannot trick science supposedly after the putting it out the microwave the cooking process still goes on. So as it still cooks beside me while resting it, I watch in amusement as the white coagulates batch by batch as they melt.

They look like fluffy clouds. And nope. Not taking a picture of that outcome hahahhaha

Good morning! How do you like your eggs?

Haahha...

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