HERE WILL BE those in your life who swear by the ticking clock. Thirteen minutes. Eleven and a half minutes. However many minutes it takes for the furtive center to transform itself into your soft golden prize. Others will begin cold and let things soak obediently for a while, as the French mandate. A troubled few prefer to switch off the heat halfway through, because the wait, for them, is the they argue.
Citizen Egg
Nov 25, 2022
2 minutes
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