To imply that I have ever been anything other than an absolute joy to be around is highly insulting. :-)
My mother has never really liked eggs in any form (I love eggs, just not a big fan of caviar or hard boiled eggs), so that wasn't a big problem. Plus we went out to dinner a lot. I did order beluga caviar one time in a restaurant just to see how it tasted; it's better than the reddish junk they sell in grocery stores, but not much.
“To imply that I have ever been anything other than an absolute joy to be around is highly insulting. :-)”
Wait. You’ve told me stories of your childhood. Your poor, poor mother!!!