A little while ago I decided to cook myself an omelette. I tried to crack the first egg into a bowl but it wouldn’t neatly separate, then it suddenly broke apart spilling rotten, green, foul muck all over my hands. Talk about breathtaking, I will never forget it, even worse than the time I passed a truck emptying the greasetrap at Burger King.
I tipped all the stuff into a ziplock bag which I took straight to the bin, washed my hands with soap, lemon juice and Aquim hand gel and can’t get rid of the last traces of the smell. I rinsed the bowl in the sink and poured bleach down the drain, scrubbed the bench (just in case), put on the exhaust fan and can still smell it.
Later I threw out the rest of the eggs (it had been the first from the carton. Although this is the first time I have ever struck a bad egg I don’t feel like eating eggs (well maybe if someone else cooks them) for a long time.
Any smell hints would be welcome. Phew.
There’s always ammonia…but then you have to smell that too. LOL Or maybe wash with baking soda and water? There’s vinegar too. Had you just bought these eggs recently? I’d take them back to the store if you did. Ewwww! I feel for you, you made my stomach turn just reading your post. Good luck!
If you have access to one take a sauna. It should sweat it all out of your pores.
Thanks. Got the little bowl of baking soda out of the fridge and sprinkled some around with useful results. No sauna but perhaps a really hot shower will do the trick.
The eggs aren’t going anywhere they are in the bin. I only bought them yesterday, the use by date was sometime in February. I assume it was just a fluke (hole in the egg, maybe??).
It could have been worse,
WARNING: GROSS
it could have been a dead baby chicken, all bloody and gross.
You would be surprised how often that has happened to me.
Aren’t they some kind of gourmet delicacy?
Sorry, that’s duck eggs apparently.
I grew up eating eggs fresh from the chicken coop. We would find those kind of eggs from time to time.
Ah, balut. That stuff is horrible. My mother is Thai, and just loves her balut. She also loved chasing me around the house with them because she knew they gave me the heebie-jeebies. Blaaaagh.
You know, I was going to have an omelette for breakfast today, but I think I’ll pass now. :eek:
Nuke some ground coffee or coffee coffee and then leave the microwave door open. Clears just about anything out in a few minutes.