Your egg issues are so situational!
Absolutely not. The taste and smell of eggs make me gag. If I don't taste or smell the eggs, why would I gag? Never stated anything else.
Toast! Yes, that's an important component of the club sandwich too...making rolls less clubby. I just can't imagine a standard club on untoasted bread. Ick. I wonder if the toast is to better support the second layer of filling?
Ruebens: I like them with coleslaw. I still think they are reubens. And are Yummy
Clubs: I think the bacon + meat + toasted + cut into quarters makes a club. I like a side of coleslaw. In fact, I often made my college friends go to Friendly's instead of Perkins becaus a) they had cole slaw and b) they left the coffee pot on the table for ou to refill your own.
BLT's: are not clubs. But I like them plus cheese, minus tomato.
Egg salad: I used to think I hated egg salad, but it turns out I hated wonder bread. Egg salad is of the yum on pumperickel with hot peppers or salso or olives. And, in my cafeteria, only $1.85
Wasps: How should I remove a wasps nest (tiny) from the space between my screan (broken from cat falling out window) and my window (second story)?
WWJE?
What would juliana eat? Turkey with coleslaw.
Jesus, silly. What would Jesus eat.
Wasps: How should I remove a wasps nest (tiny) from the space between my screan (broken from cat falling out window) and my window (second story)?
Throw a muffaletta at it.
The taste and smell of eggs make me gag. If I don't taste or smell the eggs, why would I gag?
Hey, me too! I've gotten over it a little, but egg smell and taste is still mostly gaggy.
WWBE?
What would Buffy eat?-- perhaps a low-fat yogurt?
Jesus, silly. What would Jesus eat.
Well, if you're a fig tree, you'd best give up some figs for Him to eat or He'll open a can of righteous whoop-ass on you.
The taste and smell of eggs make me gag.
Yes! This. Can't have them in my mouth without my throat just closing up. However, in some cases they can be ingested, if I've cooked them myself, into something where other flavours and textures overwhelm them.
The year was 1914. Late one evening a leading lady of actor Charlie Chaplin came into the restaurant and said, 'Reuben, make me a sandwich, make it a combination, I'm so hungry I could eat a brick.' He took a loaf of rye bread, cut two slices on the bias and stacked one piece with sliced Virginia ham, roast turkey, and imported Swiss cheese, topped off with coleslaw and lots of Reuben's special Russian dressing and the second slice of bread. [emphasis added]
Of the creation versions of the Ruben this impresses me least. It is, like, half wrong.
BLT's: are not clubs. But I like them plus cheese, minus tomato.
OK, muffalettas and rubens we can debate -- but a BLT with tomato and without cheese is DEFFINATELY not a blt.
However, in some cases they can be ingested, if I've cooked them myself, into something where other flavours and textures overwhelm them.
The texture isn't great or appetising for me, but I can get past it. Otoh, my omelettes have mustard powder and chili oil (and perhaps Pickapeppa sauce if there's any around) in the egg mixture, as well as a dollop of cream.