My new least favorite food is the egg. There is nothing wrong with the egg itself that I despise. Plenty of people write about how amazing it. But for me its a trial in intestinal fortitude when ever I eat.
For some reason the demand for eggs in Semonkong has not triggered a local egg production project in response. I may start it single-handedly. Three times now I have been sick from eating eggs that have been bad. Peace corps teaches us how to judge a good egg. Guess I'm not a good judge. I've gotten so good at knowing when I'm sick that I can preempt the pains and cramps with a special home remedy.
The first time I was sick curled up on my bed Nthabileng, my counterpart, told me to take a dose of 1/3 vinegar with 2/3 water morning and night for three days. Painful sips of the mixture quickly gave way to an enjoyment of my new favorite drink; more a fan of the results than the flavor.
Thankfully, a group of guys in town approached me asking for help. They are starting an egg production project in town in hopes of selling to the local schools and would like advice Help you say! I can think of the perfect fee as fair trade; advice for fresh eggs. Now we are in business!!