I want to say right up front that I'm writing this column under protest! Well sort of...my mom and dad came for a visit and she said, "I have a column that I want you to write". Needless to say, I was intrigued by her request.
Here's how the conversation went.....
Mom: "I want you to write a column on deviled eggs."
Brad: "Why deviled Eggs?"
Mom: "Because nobody wants to actually admit that they like deviled eggs. Whenever I bring a platter of them to a party people say, "Oh....deviled eggs", and they politely put my platter on the table. When we go to leave the platter is always empty."