I brought Dan some pizza rustica from Easter, since this is the first year that I’ve known him to not be a vegetarian. I’m convinced he wasn’t fucking with me when he told me he’d never eaten a hard-boiled egg before, because he said he couldn’t taste it in the pizza rustica. You can easily taste the hard-boiled egg in my family’s pizza rustica recipe, unless of course you have no idea what hard-boiled eggs taste like.
By the way, hard-boiled eggs taste freaking delicious. You can’t make a mayonegg without one.