There are foods I don’t care for. Eggs. Mayonnaise. Anything dijon. Frankly, I’m not wild about paprika. But my love is. So, deviled eggs. To whip up something I can’t (won’t) taste or even enjoy being in the vicinity of is a challenge. But cooking is love. It’s nourishment. And it’s unselfish. So, deviled eggs. Only for my love. No one else. If I make deviled eggs for you, rest assured, you’re adored.

hard boiled eggs | good mayonnaise (whatever that means to you) | dijon mustard | paprika | salt | pepper