I thought I knew how to make hard-boiled eggs. I really did. Boil the eggs, cool them down, peel, eat. Simple… right?
Apparently not.
The day I proudly showed my friend my latest batch of hard-boiled eggs—pocked, torn, and scarred like they’d been through battle—he just stared at me. Then he laughedWait,” he said. “You don’t know the hack?”
I didn’t.
And his reaction made it even worse.
