The case was when they were just beginning to live with a young man (MCH). He worked for himself, accordingly, often came late. Because of this, they started the rule: if he came, and I sleep, dinner in the refrigerator, feed yourself.
I ate a cottage one night. She soaked the shovel, poured "Fery" and went to bed. In the morning, I see the same bowl with the remains of the egg. For breakfast, I am pleasant, say, how good you are, even if you came from work and late, and washed the bowl to cook the egg! In response full of horror look and convulsive swallowing. It turns out, the beloved came, looked into the bowl, saw the fat there, by the smell understood that the fat was out of the cottage, and rushed to bake a disgraceful "cottle" egg! Even the rest of the bread!
Everyone remained alive and healthy, and this story became a family joke and a recognition of my culinary talents, since I even have the water with Fairy delicious!