As far as my earliest memory goes, I have never liked eggs. It is even written in my baby book by my mom that at 9 months old, I spat them out. Today, I gave them one last chance. There were more peppers than eggs in the mix which I thought would be ok. Now I think it was just a waste of really good peppers. I couldn't even swallow them. I thought I could be grown up about it and all but no-go. I love French toast, as long as it's cooked well. Other than that and in baking, there's no way I can eat them.